Lyrics

Tried to see you, tried to see you, tried to see you Heh, in case you missed it Look, yeah, look Not in the trap, but I'm all in my head, my bae in the be, I'm all on her mind I'm on the way, if she would incline, that it was that time, cause we get it in Don't need no more friends, they turn into foes Don't need no more fans, they turn into hoes Don't need no more work, cause if I'm a serve 'em, I'm bringing the load Don't do what you told, I'm breaking the mold It's too many models, but not enough people just playing they roles Def ain't paying the toll, ain't enough paying the troll If paying attention would cost your life, then half of you niggas already been sold To the nearest bidder who bars is poor You was just blinded by glitter and gold Sheesh, damn, not gonna say I don't like nice things The Louis Vuitton scarf could clean my shades Pyrex glass, my rolling tray Fish so fresh, I can taste the ocean Running in place, boy, that ain't motion That P.E. shit, I ain't coaching Five-star draft, got em jumping like Jordan Leader of the new school, told you on the last one First hit the mill, but it's showing up the last one Who's Los, nigga, better ask somebody Pulled up solo but shit, God got me You bitch ass niggas can't touch my body My bitch bad too, and it's deeper than bones I'm good for a soul, like sun, it's good for a skin I'm going outside, you staying at home Jump off the porch, but you're staying in the yard My life is a movie, your life is a fraud I travel abroad, and I'm being good You're still in the hood, you're wondering why Shit, lot of folk just won't press the button Got in the habit of making it happen Cause overthinking is all for nothing Not in the trap, but I'm all in my head My bae in my bed And I'm all on her mind And she would incline, cause we getting in Don't need no more friends, don't need no more foes They turn into hoes Ain't do what you told, I'm breaking the mold
Writer(s): Carlos Hood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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