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I ain't trippin' bout that shit know I'm forever chasing money losing sleep until I'm rich
Know you seen me text yo phone, but it's all good I peep the switch
We was really in them trenches, what you know about bread and grits
But now I spend bread on my fits
Shit I been cashin' out, I been thuggin, doggin' hoes the last one had me flashin' out
Peepin' how you movin, must be dumb you think I'm crashin' out
It's a war inside my mind
Is you here to leave or stay cause on my soul I ain't got no time
Put on Balenciaga runners how I'm runnin' to that bag
Damn right I'ma show this tag, cause seein' me win make fuck niggas mad
They tried to count me out, you dumb you think that I'm gon' be a last
Can't try to play me like no hoe, cause I'll really get on niggas ass
Young nigga shit I be blowin' through racks
Push me away no you can't come back
Face down ass up fuck from the back
Girl where you goin' I pull out them tracks
I tried to put that broke ass nigga on the cheese
The nigga had to turn to a rat
Think shit sweet I ain't puttin' my all in the hoe, no you gotta get the fuck back
I know some niggas got trap house jumpin
Whole lotta pape I came from nothin
She tryna fuck I know she bluffin
Off white frames like David Ruffin
She wanna do that fussin' and fightin' and shit
Just let me know when we fuckin
I don't even play like that tryna play my mind on bro yo ass just buggin
Stay with pape I keep it P
You can get all them niggas you want them niggas ain't fuckin' with me
And I got some these niggas don't got it
But fuck it I'm lettin' it be
But you too blind to see
But it's all good I stay with a bag don't change yo mind with me
I ain't trippin' bout that shit know I'm forever chasing money losing sleep until I'm rich
Know you seen me text yo phone, but it's all good I peep the switch
We was really in them trenches, what you know about bread and grits
But now I spend bread on my fits
Shit I been cashin' out, I been thuggin, doggin' hoes the last one had me flashin' out