Lyrics
Lately they been tryna
Take me out the game
Niggas plotting on me
Ion even know they name
In they girl text
Who'da thought it was the same
Me and couple of em
They just need
Someone to blame
Its picture perfect
When you truly know
The picture worth it
Fuck a thousand words
They just need
A couple verses
Put a couple beats
Ina couple hearses
Said Kah got em nervous
Gave them boys
A purpose
The galleria
Where the legends
Sit and wait in there
And me and Lex dropped Taxi
Just to take em there
I dont mean mug
Just to strike fear
I just hope that you aware
If you a hood dude
Or good a dude
I just keep on
Hearing shit you would do
Morning calls never
Bring you good news
Everytime
I'm answering my phone
Another family member gone
And home aint feeling like a home
Far away was never outta reach
Still a Brooklyn nigga
You could hear it when i speak
Never doing
Wat you think is evident
Women who assumed
That i was heaven sent
Fucking old bitches
In the present tense
Demons tryna let
The devil settle in
Pedal to the metal
Better guess again
More foreign secrets
Than the president
Had them waiting in suspense
Wonder who would ever
Come to my defense
Only one would
Climb the fence
To whom this may concern
Or who this may effect
Face masks while I record for who I may infect
Don't let the drill beats
And R&B
Make you niggas forget
Had to dumb it down
So you won't skip my intellect
We started off as close friends
She put me in her close friends
She opened both legs
And now I'm cutting both ends
I'm cutting off close ties
Windsor knots
And bow ties
No more hands I extend
Til I see some real respect
Selling moss to keep up with the bills
Heat from the stove
That's why my bars give you chills
Take a ride through my life
See how it really feels
Growing up poor with screams
I call that cheap thrills
They say my heat kills
I hear the beat build
My portfolio in stocks
Im tryna scoop a clean mill
Sleeping while I'm dream chasing
call that meek mill
She gets entangled
With jail birds
But she does by free will nigga
Women on my line
But there's money on my mind
She wanna see me more
But there's rent to pay on time
If I could get a nickel
For every baddie that I find
I'd prolly have Minaj
Cause I'd have a couple dimes
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WRITERS
Alexander Gyau, Mikiah Austin
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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