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Lonnie Willis - W2C Lyrics



Lonnie Willis - W2C Lyrics
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I can never have a low confidence mentality I promise I'ma be wealthy
Put that in the galaxy, my ex-girl really switchin' sides, it ain't matter to me
I'ma let karma do its taxin', I'm countin' the fee
Always had so much style they think I'm flashy
Courtside shootin' half courts like I'm Maxey
Remember them days, freestylin' in that backseat
Now I'm runnin' fast, gettin' cash in the last heat
I was so busy runnin' that bag, I ain't have a receipt
Yeah, hope it's somethin' that I never need
You just got that money, you still putting wants over needs
You the type of person to take that dinner with Jay-Z
So much power to my words, that feature was never free
You don't wanna communicate, yeah, that's how you lose me
I done seen a boss lady turn into a groupie
I had women leave me stranded and start actin' clueless
Had a woman leave me to die when the time's ruthless
Yeah, I really think I'm that guy, guess I gotta prove it
I done seen the lows and highs, like the stocks was movin
Everybody like my flow, cause I'm hella groovy
I'ma always keep my mind, I could never lose it
Getting big stacks, how you did that, face pretty, attitude ugly, mix match
I know they gon' hate me, cause I'm spittin' big facts, Too cool
It's way to cool in here, too cool cuz I like it, that way
I can blow up off a bootleg mixtape, I don't need to drop, we are not the same
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I can never have a low confidence mentality I promise I'ma be wealthy
Put that in the galaxy, my ex-girl really switchin' sides, it ain't matter to me
I'ma let karma do its taxin', I'm countin' the fee
Always had so much style they think I'm flashy
Courtside shootin' half courts like I'm Maxey
Remember them days, freestylin' in that backseat
Now I'm runnin' fast, gettin' cash in the last heat
I was so busy runnin' that bag, I ain't have a receipt
Yeah, hope it's somethin' that I never need
You just got that money, you still putting wants over needs
You the type of person to take that dinner with Jay-Z
So much power to my words, that feature was never free
You don't wanna communicate, yeah, that's how you lose me
I done seen a boss lady turn into a groupie
I had women leave me stranded and start actin' clueless
Had a woman leave me to die when the time's ruthless
Yeah, I really think I'm that guy, guess I gotta prove it
I done seen the lows and highs, like the stocks was movin
Everybody like my flow, cause I'm hella groovy
I'ma always keep my mind, I could never lose it
Getting big stacks, how you did that, face pretty, attitude ugly, mix match
I know they gon' hate me, cause I'm spittin' big facts, Too cool
It's way to cool in here, too cool cuz I like it, that way
I can blow up off a bootleg mixtape, I don't need to drop, we are not the same
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Writer: Braylon Hicks, Lonnie Willis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Lonnie Willis
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Braylon Hicks, Lonnie Willis

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