Shit that I done seen
Had me popping ecstasy
This life done got realer
On my knees praying to the healer
Niggas hate on me I don't give a FOC
You outchea back-talking I stay on my JOB
Came in 2017 shit was hell for me
Lot these niggas don't love me shit was make believe
G'd up in the trap house, get some cash I map out
Different time zone that's where I head at
Y'all be doing lots of talking but achieve nothing
I'm just tryna run me up a check and cop a G-wagon
Hey what you looking at?
That's an Audemars Piguet
Cold stones in this Baguette
Y'all know where I'm heading at
Tell me what you gon do
If you found out I'm an addict
January till April I be trapping
What your niggas gon do?
I'm just tryna flood a Patek
January till April I be trapping
Range Rover go skrr beep beep
Pull over the parking lot roll me up some weed (Roll MOA weed) yea
Please don't bring no shit to me, that you know I ain't about
Do not bring no lazy verses I go hard on every sound
You know once the sun is up shorty go another round
Get a bag and I'm okay, happiness is paramount
Boydem ah hinder, but I'm stronger that's true
If you truly got my back then you know I got you
Wul ah dem talk things wey them know they can't do
If you stunting on my name, I go light your candle
Give a reason make a pleading but I cannot decide
Tell your brothers in the trenches bruh I don't like to fight
I can't spend my lifetime working 9-5
You don't wanna see us win you cannot deny
My God, pockets tight like a G-string
Gotta chase the bag but Mama kept insisting
Rolling up that Mary Jane, green all in my system
I don't want no close contact give me distance
If this music don't sell imma hit that lick
Phone my OG in the bend, tryna flip a brick
Lotta options on the table gotta make a pick
I got homies in my hood battling with the rent
If you stunting on my name I go light your candle
Give me everything baby mih nuh go rough handle
I remember the days couldn't get a handful
Now everything kriss, Oh Lord I'm thankful
Oh Lord I'm thankful
Ehh, Oh Lord I'm thankful
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Shit that I done seen
Had me popping ecstasy
This life done got realer
On my knees praying to the healer
Niggas hate on me I don't give a FOC
You outchea back-talking I stay on my JOB
Came in 2017 shit was hell for me
Lot these niggas don't love me shit was make believe
G'd up in the trap house, get some cash I map out
Different time zone that's where I head at
Y'all be doing lots of talking but achieve nothing
I'm just tryna run me up a check and cop a G-wagon
Hey what you looking at?
That's an Audemars Piguet
Cold stones in this Baguette
Y'all know where I'm heading at
Tell me what you gon do
If you found out I'm an addict
January till April I be trapping
What your niggas gon do?
I'm just tryna flood a Patek
January till April I be trapping
Range Rover go skrr beep beep
Pull over the parking lot roll me up some weed (Roll MOA weed) yea
Please don't bring no shit to me, that you know I ain't about
Do not bring no lazy verses I go hard on every sound
You know once the sun is up shorty go another round
Get a bag and I'm okay, happiness is paramount
Boydem ah hinder, but I'm stronger that's true
If you truly got my back then you know I got you
Wul ah dem talk things wey them know they can't do
If you stunting on my name, I go light your candle
Give a reason make a pleading but I cannot decide
Tell your brothers in the trenches bruh I don't like to fight
I can't spend my lifetime working 9-5
You don't wanna see us win you cannot deny
My God, pockets tight like a G-string
Gotta chase the bag but Mama kept insisting
Rolling up that Mary Jane, green all in my system
I don't want no close contact give me distance
If this music don't sell imma hit that lick
Phone my OG in the bend, tryna flip a brick
Lotta options on the table gotta make a pick
I got homies in my hood battling with the rent
If you stunting on my name I go light your candle
Give me everything baby mih nuh go rough handle
I remember the days couldn't get a handful
Now everything kriss, Oh Lord I'm thankful
Oh Lord I'm thankful
Ehh, Oh Lord I'm thankful
Had me popping ecstasy
This life done got realer
On my knees praying to the healer
Niggas hate on me I don't give a FOC
You outchea back-talking I stay on my JOB
Came in 2017 shit was hell for me
Lot these niggas don't love me shit was make believe
G'd up in the trap house, get some cash I map out
Different time zone that's where I head at
Y'all be doing lots of talking but achieve nothing
I'm just tryna run me up a check and cop a G-wagon
Hey what you looking at?
That's an Audemars Piguet
Cold stones in this Baguette
Y'all know where I'm heading at
Tell me what you gon do
If you found out I'm an addict
January till April I be trapping
What your niggas gon do?
I'm just tryna flood a Patek
January till April I be trapping
Range Rover go skrr beep beep
Pull over the parking lot roll me up some weed (Roll MOA weed) yea
Please don't bring no shit to me, that you know I ain't about
Do not bring no lazy verses I go hard on every sound
You know once the sun is up shorty go another round
Get a bag and I'm okay, happiness is paramount
Boydem ah hinder, but I'm stronger that's true
If you truly got my back then you know I got you
Wul ah dem talk things wey them know they can't do
If you stunting on my name, I go light your candle
Give a reason make a pleading but I cannot decide
Tell your brothers in the trenches bruh I don't like to fight
I can't spend my lifetime working 9-5
You don't wanna see us win you cannot deny
My God, pockets tight like a G-string
Gotta chase the bag but Mama kept insisting
Rolling up that Mary Jane, green all in my system
I don't want no close contact give me distance
If this music don't sell imma hit that lick
Phone my OG in the bend, tryna flip a brick
Lotta options on the table gotta make a pick
I got homies in my hood battling with the rent
If you stunting on my name I go light your candle
Give me everything baby mih nuh go rough handle
I remember the days couldn't get a handful
Now everything kriss, Oh Lord I'm thankful
Oh Lord I'm thankful
Ehh, Oh Lord I'm thankful
Writer: Adebola Morebise
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid