Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karese Edwards
Songwriter
Nishaun Jackson
Songwriter
Lyrics
I just been living my muh fucking life
While you niggas been singing how you wanna die
I got a shawty that's riding for me I don't know if I trust her I ain't finna lie
Honestly feeling like Kratos with all of these chains got me feeling like a god
Told the lil bitch to behave she my lil slave
Ex nigga ain't a problem
I just been doing my pull ups
Niggas want smoke tell em pull up
Slob on the stick like a jullup
In LA I might hit up the jeweler
Gimme brain I'm talking Medulla
Trying to measure my stick like a ruler
My nigga I'm shooting this shit it's going through ya
It go from know you to knew ya bitch
I been finessing and teaching a lesson
The knowledge a weapon I'm clapping and stepping
Ain't never confessing to bitches that's testing me
All of my ex's dead to me
I been eating my veggies
I'm counting up celery no it ain't shit you could tell to me
I been teaching myself how I do all this shit
So no ain't nothing you selling me damn
I just been whipping the pan
I cannot marry a bitch I know it's a scam
I'm smoking a pack in Japan
Jump in the pussy as soon as I muh fucking land
She stabbing my heart with a lance
I fell in love with a thot wait I meant the bands
I just been getting ahead of it
Give em a headache and I got the medicine huh
I just been living all heaven sent RIP Madison that be the brethren huh
Niggas be talking irrelevant
I'm only worried bout all of the bread that I'm settling huh
Bitches stay having a problem but I ain't a therapist talk to a reverend huh
I just been living my muh fucking life
While you niggas been singing how you wanna die
I got a shawty that's riding for me I don't know if I trust her I ain't finna lie
Honestly feeling like Kratos with all of these chains got me feeling like a god
Told the lil bitch to behave she my lil slave
Ex nigga ain't a problem
I just been doing my pull ups
Niggas want smoke tell em pull up
Slob on the stick like a jullup
In LA I might hit up the jeweler
Gimme brain I'm talking Medulla
Trying to measure my stick like a ruler
My nigga I'm shooting this shit it's going through ya
It go from know you to knew ya bitch
It go from know ya to knew ya nigga
Them bullets they goin right through ya huh
Bitch you must think I'm a fool yeah for a second
I really thought that I knew ya huh
But fuck it though nigga imma get to the mula add
It all jus to go break with the crew yeah huh
Then we go run it up quick like an athlete
Hop in the whip you ain't muh fucking catching me
Cooking up shit you would think this the trap b
We got a glocky it sit in the backseat with them boys
And they come from the backstreet
We got them packs and you know that we taxing huh
Nigga stop all the acting
Not with the drama
I'm running shit out here feel like Obama
We on the boat now the beach is behind us
Bought a watch from hell I'm on demon timing
Beat up her back man I'm leaving her spineless
Asking my bitch everyday why she crying
She telling me that its cuz I be lying
Hey she telling me that it's cause I be lying aye
I just been living my muh fucking life
While you niggas been singing how you wanna die
I got a shawty that's riding for me I don't know if I trust her I ain't finna lie
Honestly feeling like Kratos with all of these chains got me feeling like a god
Told the lil bitch to behave she my lil slave
Ex nigga ain't a problem
I just been doing my pull ups
Niggas want smoke tell em pull up
Slob on the stick like a jullup
In LA I might hit up the jeweler
Gimme brain I'm talking Medulla
Trying to measure my stick like a ruler
My nigga I'm shooting this shit it's going through ya
It go from know you to knew ya
Bitch
Writer(s): Karese Edwards, Nishaun Jackson
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