Yung Lan on the track
It's how these hoes do, bro
When shit don't go, man
They gon' jump whatever dick jumpin' at the time, you heard me
You know I find it funny how, you was actin' funny 'round me
Wouldn't let me touch you, ow, think I'm disgustin'
Or I prolly wouldn't get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin' funny now
My name rangin' money, power, showin' off your body now
Dancin' to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin' me and tellin' me I'm dead, I'm gonna love you long
Bitch, I coulda been like Chance the Rapper
Penitentiary chances, I took a chance at rappin'
Black sheep of the family
Everything I touched would turn to shit
Nobody proud of me
Consistently a fuck up like a black cloud was surrounding me
Niggas I was loyal to, behind my back they clownin' me
I was really diggin' this lil' bitch and she skipped out on me
With this NFL nigga, she went out of town on me
Shoutout to the disbelievers, 'preciate you for doubtin' me
When that shit happened with [?] you went and put that in the hood
But they both know what's happenin' with me, I eat that pussy good
You exposed yourself and now, shit you would never know about
I took a shot, get outta line, you get your brains blowed out
You know I find it funny how, you was actin' funny 'round me
Wouldn't let me touch you, ow, think I'm disgustin'
Or I prolly wouldn't get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin' funny now
My name rangin' money, power, showin' off your body now
Dancin' to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin' me and tellin' me I'm dead, I'm gonna love you down
You know I'm platinum, I got status on some hood shit
You know I wish, I could not see through all your bullshit
You know I wish it could be us, we could good with it
I done tipped off, a thousand miles past hood rich
I ain't forget where I came from, we was in them trenches
I can't forget all my day ones, know I miss you niggas
You did me dirty, now I got you niggas in your feelings
I'm in the booty club, throwin' money at them strippers
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't know how, I don't know how to turn down (Say look, it retarded)
God sent me an angel when he sent me Dreka
And it all while in a drought, we made 'em all believe 'em
You know I find it funny how, you was actin' funny 'round me
Wouldn't let me touch you, ow, think I'm disgustin'
Or I prolly wouldn't get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin' funny now
My name rangin' money, power, showin' off your body now
Dancin' to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin' me and tellin' me I'm dead, I'm gonna love you long
Ayy
Don't let me catch you niggas stamina, uh
I'm supposed to be your baby, I'm supposed to be your baby now
compositores: Kevin Jerome Gilyard
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