Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MaxxTrell
MaxxTrell
Songwriter
T. Jackson
T. Jackson
Songwriter
D. Gipson
D. Gipson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Tell me what it is Back out wit the gang I been here before I remember thangs I been hurt before Now yo feelings changed Tell me what it is Back out wit the gang I been here before I remember thangs I been hurt before When you said them things Now yo feelings changed Somewhere between wanting it and having it I'm somewhere where I used to just imagine I would write a hit Press record Mix it up master it I own my masters need my money y'all keep blasting this Email blast to my day ones when I'm dropping content I'm logging off y'all internet I just can't take the nonsense Comments make me vomit Cleaned my feed w comet Smoking on some Chronic I'm smokin tails like Sonic Need to protect my peace No need to protect my lease No need to protect this leash No need to protect this bitch My pen so cold that it hurt my wrist I'm lit no need to patek this bitch Or Patek This for niggas who ain't never had it This for niggas who ain't never bragging But when we talkin bout bringing assets to the table I ain't never lacking This is 10 years in the making I am a goat in the making I am a boss in training I'm P Diddy thank you Forwhatever global 4 streams of income Hoe I don't know you I don't know what they told you I'm not a regular person Fuck it I'm a whole person Fuck it ima have hoes squirting Fuck it Need me a lil Mei Ling who gone love me long time wake up and suck it suck it Remember I took them pounds of green and lean to out to Kentucky tucked it That's in my past I'm in my bag If you don't love me fuck ya Don't support me fuck ya Tell me what it is Back out wit the gang I been here before I remember thangs I been hurt before Now yo feelings changed Tell me what it is Back out wit the gang I been here before I remember thangs I been hurt before When you said them things Now yo feelings changed I been running from commitment Cuz I know that once I'm in it then I'm in it No reneging Pessimistic optimism I have trouble with beginnings Cuz I'm terrified of endings When a love turns to religion Pussy fire Holy Water I won't spill it Talking crazy baby listen I done made some bad decisions I don't want you on that list and We can pace it keep it pimping But you say that we're foolish I been living In a city where love doesn't speak Relationships good for a week And the feelings don't come with receipts And you been living Somewhere different that ain't with me Somewhere different that ain't wit me I'm tired I'm out of time I'm out of time
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