Apollo Rae - Can't Decide Lyrics

You niggas mad insecure
Trynna get the bag but you bad with the sauce
You don't know my story so you adlib it all
Turning rags into riches mans I don' been with the boss shit

Demons and all I don' seen all the f*ck shit
Money to the ceiling, from a beast to a faucet
Drip too hard got these fiends trynna stop me
I don't give a f*ck , man these niggas can't stop me

I just, I just cant decide, can't decide can't decide if
You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch
You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah
Ohh tell me why

I just, I just cant decide, can't decide can't decide if
You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch
You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah
Ohh tell me why

Look, have you ever lost everything
When you build it to the ceiling
Then it all comes tumbling down

Now let me tell you bout that very thing
When we did it, had 'em screaming
"Interviews!" but we mumbling now

Really had me in my mind from that potent
Mary Jane got me feeling fine
F*ck it, man I'm stumbling now

I had the honey's with them eyes open
Add em up, they talking bout me
Hit em up, and then we f*ckin em now

They jaws droppin, heart throbbing
Ain't no stopping this train, I evesdrop and they say that I'm nice
These other rappers they keep flip flopping
-they shit-knotting, tied up with that bull, but I maneouver like mice

Now I ain't f*cking with that "wait" shit
When I say Imma get it, Imma get it on that "today" shit
All bout that celebration
If you really want something in life - you gunn' have to go and take it

I just, I just cant decide, can't decide can't decide if
You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch
You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah
Ohh tell me why

You niggas mad insecure
Trynna get the bag but you bad with the sauce
You don't know my story so you adlib it all
Turning rags into riches mans I don' been with the boss shit

Demons and all I don' seen all the f*ck shit
Money to the ceiling, from a beast to a faucet
Drip too hard got these fiends trynna stop me
I don't give a f*ck , man these niggas can't stop me stop me (WHOO)

I go hard right after dark
When the sun goes down yah the dark night rises
Keep it trapping call that pest control
Cut the grass, keep these muhhf*cking snakes out my vices

I ball in and I boss up, like I do not give a f*ck
Go ahead and ride my wave, I got oceans in the cut
I got homies up in Saudi, London and in Russia too
Got some niggas up in Mexico, got lots of locals too yeaaaah

I just, I just cant decide, can't decide can't decide if
You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch
You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah
Ohh tell me why

I just, I just cant decide, can't decide can't decide if
You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch
You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah
Ohh tell me why