I'm just tryna feed the family
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
I gotta watch out for these snakes that's laying in the grass
I can't get too attached that shit just throw me way off track
All these niggas think I'm playing I don't play like that
I don't play like that no
I don't play like that
I can't ride without my strap
Murciélagos in the back
Niggas think this shit sweet but I don't never come in last
Hoping I don't crash
Police right up on my ass
I'm the type to get a bag
I know all these niggas mad
Watch how your bitch change up
When I show her all this cash
F*ck it up
I'm bringing nothing but the energy
In the club
Watch how these bitches try to get at the kid
If I hit it once then I can hit it again
To be honest I don't give a f*ck bout your man
If you stayed down then I'd put you in a benz
On god
I'm just tryna feed the family
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
20/20 vision
Yea bitch I'm on a mission
I got all these bitches wishing
I dont make you my Mrs
Baby, I really don't believe that you would ride through the distance
Cause I seen it too many times, you know god is my witness
That's ok girl that's fine
I got a bad new thing on my mind
I can't slow down time it keeps passing by
How many bottles we done had tonight?
Bet I'll make you wanna put it on me
Lady in the streets but you a freak
I like your body like your physique
I swear that we can do this every week
She's so impressed with my jewelry
She wanna wear all my cuban links
Telling me things she wanna do to me
She gon be the death of me, this here is my eulogy
I'm just tryna feed the family
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
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I'm just tryna feed the family
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
I gotta watch out for these snakes that's laying in the grass
I can't get too attached that shit just throw me way off track
All these niggas think I'm playing I don't play like that
I don't play like that no
I don't play like that
I can't ride without my strap
Murciélagos in the back
Niggas think this shit sweet but I don't never come in last
Hoping I don't crash
Police right up on my ass
I'm the type to get a bag
I know all these niggas mad
Watch how your bitch change up
When I show her all this cash
F*ck it up
I'm bringing nothing but the energy
In the club
Watch how these bitches try to get at the kid
If I hit it once then I can hit it again
To be honest I don't give a f*ck bout your man
If you stayed down then I'd put you in a benz
On god
I'm just tryna feed the family
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
20/20 vision
Yea bitch I'm on a mission
I got all these bitches wishing
I dont make you my Mrs
Baby, I really don't believe that you would ride through the distance
Cause I seen it too many times, you know god is my witness
That's ok girl that's fine
I got a bad new thing on my mind
I can't slow down time it keeps passing by
How many bottles we done had tonight?
Bet I'll make you wanna put it on me
Lady in the streets but you a freak
I like your body like your physique
I swear that we can do this every week
She's so impressed with my jewelry
She wanna wear all my cuban links
Telling me things she wanna do to me
She gon be the death of me, this here is my eulogy
I'm just tryna feed the family
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
I gotta watch out for these snakes that's laying in the grass
I can't get too attached that shit just throw me way off track
All these niggas think I'm playing I don't play like that
I don't play like that no
I don't play like that
I can't ride without my strap
Murciélagos in the back
Niggas think this shit sweet but I don't never come in last
Hoping I don't crash
Police right up on my ass
I'm the type to get a bag
I know all these niggas mad
Watch how your bitch change up
When I show her all this cash
F*ck it up
I'm bringing nothing but the energy
In the club
Watch how these bitches try to get at the kid
If I hit it once then I can hit it again
To be honest I don't give a f*ck bout your man
If you stayed down then I'd put you in a benz
On god
I'm just tryna feed the family
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
20/20 vision
Yea bitch I'm on a mission
I got all these bitches wishing
I dont make you my Mrs
Baby, I really don't believe that you would ride through the distance
Cause I seen it too many times, you know god is my witness
That's ok girl that's fine
I got a bad new thing on my mind
I can't slow down time it keeps passing by
How many bottles we done had tonight?
Bet I'll make you wanna put it on me
Lady in the streets but you a freak
I like your body like your physique
I swear that we can do this every week
She's so impressed with my jewelry
She wanna wear all my cuban links
Telling me things she wanna do to me
She gon be the death of me, this here is my eulogy
I'm just tryna feed the family
All this money don't mean a thing to me
You was my homie but you changed on me
Why all these bitches tryna play with me?
I swear these bitches wanna see a nigga flatline
Imma check up on you when it's halftime
Niggas turned on me for the last time
Why the f*ck you out here hating in the background?
Writer: Rylan Brock
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid