Lyrics

Yo, look I'm sensitive soul with a criminal mind I'm askin' questions to find out how you're feelin' inside I can give that bitch dick, but I can't give her my time Read my lips, real spill, still drippin' off mine You know the hood been gettin' jealous, I don't fuck with them, they're weird Yeah, these women actin' up because they think a bruddas clear I been leanin' on myself, I ain't relyin' on my peers Them man owe me some respect, right now they're in the rear Look, I just flipped a stack, stepped on it, like an hour later I'm out for dinner wit' a flicky and a calculator In a AMG, leanin' out the back Wit' a sentence on my lap, they wanna tell everyone about my paper Talkin' online, when we greet you got your head down Girls are tryna twitter me, the money make her get down City on my back, generatin' every big crowd Lit sound, really runnin' wit' it like I'm Chris Brown NY girls, let me see your hands Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with they friends Girl you got it, let 'em know that everything big Nail done, hair done, everythin' - Born alone, die alone In the T stockin' up I ain't got a cost to cut, weigh in it in the styrofoam Talkin' about love, but I don't even like the hoe I don't rap, I just speaks facts through a microphone I'm getting paid, so I keep ballin' on these guys How under 21 without a dream, are you alright? I kept grindin' 'til I saw a bit of progress in my life Then I done it all again because the money wasn't right Done deals before I got a deal, I ain't even got a deal Tickets on sale, another venue that I gotta fill Took this line on tour, another encore Fuck Netflix, get a rich, I don't wanna chill I wake up and tell myself it ain't a dream I been hustlin' for time, but that don't mean I'm at peace I been hittin' every target, like some archery you see On the radio again I said, "That's nothing new to me" NY girls, let me see your hands Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with they friends Girl you got it, let 'em know that everything big Nail done, hair done, everything big And my NY girls, let me see your hands Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with they friends Girl you got it, let 'em know that everything big Nail done, hair done, everythin' -
Writer(s): Alexander Marcham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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