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I don't know which way to go really tryna find a way
Call your mom and tell her I told her Thank you she the one who made your waist
She the one made your face hard times made me great
Having lucid dreams where I just run but I can't get away
Hit from the back make her smile see her dimple Soon as I get up we gon' Pop it we pimples
I'm a hustler that money ain't tripple Can't even get up I leave you cripple
I'm on the expressway expressing my feelings
Bruised from the street baby girl can you heal it
Your ex tryna walk in my shoes can't fit it, Know you in love I finally feel it
Chasing a million I finally did it
I bought you a ring when I got me a ticket
When I hit the road know you sending me pictures Making it messy know That I miss you
Keep it black and white you know that we kick it Thumb through a check fuck it right up in Lenox
I can't give you my time got a hustlers ambition
So take full advantage when I'm in the city
And pop it don't stop it I get in that pussy you know that I'm wildin
Buy you a ticket and fly to an island
No mileage just cop it
Got you a Benz just so you can go pop it
Tell all them n****s you mine keep it honest
I don't know which way to go really tryna find a way
Call your mom and tell her I told her thank you she the one who made your waist
She the one made your face hard times made me great
Having lucid dreams where I just run but I can't get away
Hit from the back make her smile see her dimple Soon as I get up we gon' pop it we pimples
I'm a hustler that money ain't tripple Can't even get up I leave you cripple
I'm on the expressway expressing my feelings
Bruised from the street baby girl can you heal it
Your ex tryna walk in my shoes can't fit it Know you in love I finally feel it
Run to the top seeing nothing but the gualla
Jumpin' in the Coochie Gucci the goggles
Dr Miami her ass sitting proper
Heard it's homemade she an imposter
Im the rose that grew from the concrete Ain't gon' lie it had took me a long time to blossom
Countin' up a check while I'm fuckin' from the back ex-Beatin at the door better gone before I pop him
Might buy my bitch a Carti Might buy my bitch a Skelly
Sing like Mariah Carey I might end up with somethin' new
Tomorrow we ain't goin' steady
Wrist so cold got frostbite blisters
Came with a stick like a witch or a wizard
Broke bad bitches only make me stiffer
I don't know which way to go really tryna find a way
Call your mom and tell her I told her thank you she the one who made your waist
She the one made your face hard times made me great
Having lucid dreams where I just run but I can't get away
Hit from the back make her smile see her dimple Soon as I get up we gon' Pop it we pimples
I'm a hustler that money ain't tripple Can't even get up I leave you cripple
I'm on the expressway expressing my feelings
Bruised from the street baby girl can you heal it
Your ex tryna walk in my shoes can't fit it Know you in love I finally feel it