Letras
Baby i might fall away
Judge me on my looks Yea
But im still getting paid
Hundreds on tha books
Yea n im still counting cake
I been on my way
I been on my way
Leaning off yay
Yeah im on the yay
I been on my lonesome
You won't find a trace
Yea
On my lone some
I just need space
Kicked her out my place
Hit her once just to slay
They judge me by the way I look
But I kno who I really am
Really Him
Getting paid
Everyday
On the yay
Terrorized...
Show me my opponent
I dominate
Can't be contained
She wanna jus cuff me up
I told that bitch not today
Cause...
Baby i might fall away
Judge me on my looks Yea
But im still getting paid
Hundreds on tha books
Yea n im still counting cake
I been on my way i been on my way
Leaning off ye
Yeah im on the ye
I been on my lonesome
I'm still counting cake...
I'm still counting cake
I been shifting lanes
They choose to stay the same
They judge me by my face, my resumes immaculate
Admit we not the same
I think we all insane, we shifting all the ways
Tell my next bitch
We gotta share that grave
Been Playing chess with God
They said let's run it back
I'll Go against the odds,
Cause I Been to Hell and back...
"What's the matter with you...?
There is no tomorrow!
There is no tomorrow!
There is no tomorrow!"