Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Douglas Wayne Wilson
Songwriter
Lyrics
Ooooo
Ooooo
I'm tryna see if it's hitting for something
Girl let me know if you with it or bluffing
I was so broke that I couldn't even function
I turned it around it wasn't too much of nothing
Nobody's around when you not having nothing
They calling your phone when you finally buzzing
I see right through it that's why I be clutching
Born with the swerve I just learned about the hustling
It's going down I'm stacking up earth
Swerving around town like nigga I'm swerve
OG got the pounds if you need the birds
They loving my sound I'm paid by words
There go the paper me first they know I'm swerve so they try to be curbs
Fuck all the talk niggas ain't about verbs I'm really having it's fuck what you heard
It's about what you seen anybody can talk about it make it look green
I do this for my team remember we was down bad ain't have nothing but a dream
Tell me how would it seem if you was on top and your potna with feins
If he was running was running in shit with a mask halloween
If he robbing tryna get it by any means
Fell off the porch straight to the streets
You having shit they want to leach
Water my neck I feel like beach
They copy the dryft I might as well teach
Kind of crazy cause I got this shit out the East
Every thing I been to turned me into a beast
Tryna get you a feature it's two at least
I worked for this shit so my family can eat
I'm tryna see if it's hitting for something
Girl let me know if you with it or bluffing
I was so broke that I couldn't even function
I turned it around it wasn't too much of nothing
Nobody's around when you not having nothing
They calling your phone when you finally buzzing
I see right through it that's why I be clutching
Born with the swerve I just learned about the hustling
It's going down I'm stacking up earth
Swerving around town like nigga I'm swerve
OG got the pounds if you need the birds
They loving my sound I'm paid by words
There go the paper me first they know I'm swerve so they try to be curbs
Fuck all the talk niggas ain't about verbs I'm really having it's fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
Nah nah fr
Skrrrr
Writer(s): Douglas Wilson
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