froze (intro)
Don't think I don't see niggas tryna be me (already)
R.I.P to them niggas to that been tryna R.I.P. me (already)
My mind on different, it's on ceiling (ceiling)
If they want smoke they won't breathe easy
These women wanna take my heart and take my soul
These niggas wanna take my mind and take my flow
Want me down and out from an overdose
Why they want my head I'll never know yea
All I know is
If you talking 'bout verses I left the shit in the past
I can still get hearses for niggas talking that fast
Me I just lay low, but if I'm provoked I get in my bag
Mama ain't raise a hoe, you better hope I don't get mad
Put my heart in them songs yea, but that shit still just ain't blow
If I put lil' pump on my songs yea I bet the shit gon' go
Fuck no
Hard to feel anything my heart beating on froze
Tryna fix my vision, counting dividends, what I'm owed
Damnit if I lose to you
Won't lose to you
Got more to do
I need more than you
I got bills to pay
I got bullets that been tryna come my way
Get the clipper if a nigga wanna fade
I got nightmares of dodging Section-8
I got nightmares of minimum wages
So tired of minimum wages
I got family sleeping on mattress
They need a mansion to lay in
I need my father to listen
He scared of being a patient
I know my momma a Christian
That's why she praying and patient
But I been so tired of losing
That's why I been on a mission
Need me a girl who gon' listen
But making way more than I'm making
I need a fucking vacation
I need a house on a lake
I need my niggas to wait
I promise that it's gon' be great
R.I.P to them niggas to that been tryna R.I.P. me (already)
My mind on different, it's on ceiling (ceiling)
If they want smoke they won't breathe easy
These women wanna take my heart and take my soul
These niggas wanna take my mind and take my flow
Want me down and out from an overdose
Why they want my head I'll never know yea
All I know is
If you talking 'bout verses I left the shit in the past
I can still get hearses for niggas talking that fast
Me I just lay low, but if I'm provoked I get in my bag
Mama ain't raise a hoe, you better hope I don't get mad
Put my heart in them songs yea, but that shit still just ain't blow
If I put lil' pump on my songs yea I bet the shit gon' go
Fuck no
Hard to feel anything my heart beating on froze
Tryna fix my vision, counting dividends, what I'm owed
Damnit if I lose to you
Won't lose to you
Got more to do
I need more than you
I got bills to pay
I got bullets that been tryna come my way
Get the clipper if a nigga wanna fade
I got nightmares of dodging Section-8
I got nightmares of minimum wages
So tired of minimum wages
I got family sleeping on mattress
They need a mansion to lay in
I need my father to listen
He scared of being a patient
I know my momma a Christian
That's why she praying and patient
But I been so tired of losing
That's why I been on a mission
Need me a girl who gon' listen
But making way more than I'm making
I need a fucking vacation
I need a house on a lake
I need my niggas to wait
I promise that it's gon' be great
Credits
Writer(s): Keonte Sims
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