Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
High TYP
Songwriter
Lyrics
We win we lose
Some ride for you
Some judge your look
Some pray for you
Some backbite too
Some change your mood
Some make your mood
Some make you move
Table for two they split theirs for you
My bro my bro get up and be grinding
I love it when you grow and make the grinding your home
And which way to go the rhythms remind me
I might put your love in a dairy
Even though you calling me motherfucking darling yeah
Dream chasers aren't got no worries
Pushing p what will be will be
Whatever I told you couldn't remember
Just want to hold you
Now or never love contagious
Toxic neighbors they want favors did what i could
When tomorrow pay keep pushing p
What the poor people make today is what the rich people buy and crave
Sometimes I feel insane
To think this way friends they might turn to your enemies
When you may not know lord save my soul What I heard was a gunshot sound in the end
Walking dead you cannot run
You cannot run from the end so I face my fears
You swipe up my flesh
Why I find my million and millions reasons where I run my race
And I don't want to face the wall and I just want this millions in my face
She rather be chilling with the vip when you down on your list
Watchout for the bitches who can flee when you down on your knees
Niggas done watching their back but I want to leave some fact
I've been here for a long time listen to this big real fact
Hopefully you can't trust my neighbors
Just want to know what they make in the end
She could be talking to you all night just to make you feel alright
And have another for night
I can't be there all the time
You can be joking with me alright
I just know that I'll be there when you have me you'll be fine
I want you to know that where we wish to go be there
She said she wants netflix and chill yeah
I don't know what you mean yeah
I've been smoking got million dollar dreams yeah
I do not know if netflix can buy your million dollar dreams yeah
Writer(s): High Typ
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