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How the f*ck am I suppose to run world
How the f*ck I always find myself tripping on a girl
My mom, she don't even wanna meet em anymore
She said if she ain't my wife then don't bring her to the door
And what's crazy is my pops on the same shit
He told me son now listen I ain't tryna meet another bitch
It's like every week I meet another Lisa or Ann
Alexa, Gaby, Tay, Nat, Chel and Marianne
It's nice to know that my son killing pussy
Nice to know that my son is a dog catching pussy
I'm just playing, he ain't say that shit
He'd prolly smack me cross the mouth if he heard me say that shit
But really, anxiety has been creeping
Catching feeling for females that I really shouldn't be keeping
But what can I say, when it comes to feet I be sweeping
Even though I know I should be home catching up on the sleeping
Bitches getting mad cause I ain't wifing em up
I got a hunch up in my back that I'm about to blow up
So how f*cking dumb would it be instead of chasing the dream
Money I could be spending packs and plugins would be used at sea
I can't walk through the park getting high
Talking bout fights you had with you exs' and how you barely just getting by
I need a team of hitters no quitters
The need for the group to succeed out of the league if under their skin they getting bitter
Ina different state of mind that you can't comp
Only kind to people with the push to make it to the top
Only kind to females who be giving wet top
You wasting time on bullshit and drama well then you can get drop
Listen, it's not in my heart to get you mad
Listen, I'm not tryna teach right from wrong like I'm your dad
Listen, it's not in my job to give you everything you want to keep you from being sad
I can give a f*ck bout feelings you thought I had
Aye its okay tho
I'm just a youngin who thrives off haters when they say no
F*cking with a shawty who was obsessed with potato
Ain't work out I might go f*ck my old bitch in Diego
Producing the music I make, yeah it's crazy
Not just producing but every aspect of the track, yeah it's crazy
Use to steal every beat that I was on
EQ the producer tag out and thought yeah I was on
Now the moves I make are way different
Took some trauma but now the way I move is way different
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How the f*ck am I suppose to run world
How the f*ck I always find myself tripping on a girl
My mom, she don't even wanna meet em anymore
She said if she ain't my wife then don't bring her to the door
And what's crazy is my pops on the same shit
He told me son now listen I ain't tryna meet another bitch
It's like every week I meet another Lisa or Ann
Alexa, Gaby, Tay, Nat, Chel and Marianne
It's nice to know that my son killing pussy
Nice to know that my son is a dog catching pussy
I'm just playing, he ain't say that shit
He'd prolly smack me cross the mouth if he heard me say that shit
But really, anxiety has been creeping
Catching feeling for females that I really shouldn't be keeping
But what can I say, when it comes to feet I be sweeping
Even though I know I should be home catching up on the sleeping
Bitches getting mad cause I ain't wifing em up
I got a hunch up in my back that I'm about to blow up
So how f*cking dumb would it be instead of chasing the dream
Money I could be spending packs and plugins would be used at sea
I can't walk through the park getting high
Talking bout fights you had with you exs' and how you barely just getting by
I need a team of hitters no quitters
The need for the group to succeed out of the league if under their skin they getting bitter
Ina different state of mind that you can't comp
Only kind to people with the push to make it to the top
Only kind to females who be giving wet top
You wasting time on bullshit and drama well then you can get drop
Listen, it's not in my heart to get you mad
Listen, I'm not tryna teach right from wrong like I'm your dad
Listen, it's not in my job to give you everything you want to keep you from being sad
I can give a f*ck bout feelings you thought I had
Aye its okay tho
I'm just a youngin who thrives off haters when they say no
F*cking with a shawty who was obsessed with potato
Ain't work out I might go f*ck my old bitch in Diego
Producing the music I make, yeah it's crazy
Not just producing but every aspect of the track, yeah it's crazy
Use to steal every beat that I was on
EQ the producer tag out and thought yeah I was on
Now the moves I make are way different
Took some trauma but now the way I move is way different
How the f*ck am I suppose to run world
How the f*ck I always find myself tripping on a girl
My mom, she don't even wanna meet em anymore
She said if she ain't my wife then don't bring her to the door
And what's crazy is my pops on the same shit
He told me son now listen I ain't tryna meet another bitch
It's like every week I meet another Lisa or Ann
Alexa, Gaby, Tay, Nat, Chel and Marianne
It's nice to know that my son killing pussy
Nice to know that my son is a dog catching pussy
I'm just playing, he ain't say that shit
He'd prolly smack me cross the mouth if he heard me say that shit
But really, anxiety has been creeping
Catching feeling for females that I really shouldn't be keeping
But what can I say, when it comes to feet I be sweeping
Even though I know I should be home catching up on the sleeping
Bitches getting mad cause I ain't wifing em up
I got a hunch up in my back that I'm about to blow up
So how f*cking dumb would it be instead of chasing the dream
Money I could be spending packs and plugins would be used at sea
I can't walk through the park getting high
Talking bout fights you had with you exs' and how you barely just getting by
I need a team of hitters no quitters
The need for the group to succeed out of the league if under their skin they getting bitter
Ina different state of mind that you can't comp
Only kind to people with the push to make it to the top
Only kind to females who be giving wet top
You wasting time on bullshit and drama well then you can get drop
Listen, it's not in my heart to get you mad
Listen, I'm not tryna teach right from wrong like I'm your dad
Listen, it's not in my job to give you everything you want to keep you from being sad
I can give a f*ck bout feelings you thought I had
Aye its okay tho
I'm just a youngin who thrives off haters when they say no
F*cking with a shawty who was obsessed with potato
Ain't work out I might go f*ck my old bitch in Diego
Producing the music I make, yeah it's crazy
Not just producing but every aspect of the track, yeah it's crazy
Use to steal every beat that I was on
EQ the producer tag out and thought yeah I was on
Now the moves I make are way different
Took some trauma but now the way I move is way different
Writer: Samuel Laveaga
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