Lyrics

Money in a safe More in the bank But im forever Grinding So my kids can be financially Straight Dreads hang my face Louis v For the waste Invite her to my place When im done Traveling across The state Gas in the tank You A lame Cant relate Blue faces Ima chase I could never be replaced This the player shit that Happens Everyday Waking up to a good morning text From somebody bae Saying i hope you make It Kuz you got what it takes Waffle house To go Nigga we don't Go on dates And when this mic on She know to always Silence her phone And if that camera Flash Once then she going home Ass fat Besides that her body Stay in tone Not my side piece We never been In a relationship She just wanna kick it Kuz she tired Of the stupid shit Show her how i live Always busy And she fucks with it Me pulling up Be consist And full of consent Time of her life Kuz i let her breathe Player shit I got masters degree Spend all the shit Kuz i heard you cheap At this point Nigga There is no room To compete Ill give her back If you tryna Beef Just know the memories Of you Are probably Diseased She do her best Tryna keep discrete But you can tell By her demeanor That she fw me Look at her style Hella different Its because of me Switched it up Kuz a lot of niggas copied Me But the game is free
Writer(s): Tee Black Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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