nj

Dark room, eyes low, starrin at the clock watch the time go

He a bad habit, like a cigarette

Got me singing on that shit, fucking silhouette

Smoke some of that loud, call that re up

Hoe you just a trip, dear sal via

 

Tryna copy what I publish

cuz Theyll do anything to get they name in the public

I just rub it...all up in they face

Only fuck wit certain people even then its give n take

I do just what i want, want and when i wanna

Aint no mother fucking gold diggin pre madonna

My mind is somewhere else, so i just be myself

Lite one for the stress, left one on the shelf

For a rainy day...lets get away

Close ya eyes for the moment, let the world fade to grey

 

Everyday its like my hustle on repeat

I guess it started wit the drugs, acid tabs at 17

I dont worry bout some niggas since they know me on the street

Keep that liqueur in my system, 100 dollars on my feet

I aint trippin, fuck the trickin

I make money off a spittin'

bitch Im the realest, and my girl iggy..done it first

Imma own all of them bitches.. with every verse

Im droppin, while these high schoolers pill poppin'

Hold onto them dreams, cliche to say the least

Im blessed as a whole, not just when i sneeze

Dont prove ya self to no one or nothing

Do it big, show em ya stuntin

Huntin down for the kill they wont know whats coming

Next time think bout what chu gone say than you can shut it

I dont really care so why you frontin

This world got me trippin on that

Got green on deck

Good times tryna bring those back

Time machine, i got wine to drink

No time to think bout whats wrong with me