Week ago.

 

Verse1

Wait a minute, Wait minute we did it like a week ago, so why you doing it and leaving and go, why cant we just take it slow, slow mo with opens doors, Hug me my arms are wide like open suicide doors.

 

So why you coming back and saying i leave you, if i leave you then why do i see you?, Sorry im never there i can never bear with your shit please just leave me and spare.

 

My life is so boring i wish i wasnt spared, with the same bitch with the same shit why do i even care, but i gotta be like drake gotta take it real slow and act like i care.

 

Too many hoes thats why i gotta lock em up in my lair, duck tape to there mouth all they can say is nothing but breath the air, saying she loves me but she doesnt care, lookin at me with them cold eyes leaving and stare.

 

So why do i care?, heh i dont know i dont know where to go, every where it feels to slow, Woah that was a week ago.

(Horrible CHORUS)

Yeah about a week ago

Not about a day but a week ago.

Just a week ago, same hoe same bro but different doors.

But that was a week ago.

(A week ago..)

Same hoe, Same Bro, Same bro Same Hoe, but that was a week ago

Same hoe, Same bro,Same Bro,Same Hoe, but that was a week ago.

Verse 2

Same bro same hoe, why you gotta say the same shit.

Same bros, Same doors, but a different bitch.

Usually when i rap i would be talking about different shit.

Like how many bitches, and how many guns in my back.

But im not the same nigga, so i dont bark the same tone, now i never run alone.

Money runs the world so i gotta work alone, They say i couldn't make it, Now they calling me up on the phone, and saying they wonna sign me off the dome.

My raps are expensive its about that millionaire net worth, but i dont rap for no hoes, or no bros, or no nigga's that has the same brand but different clothes, i'v always been on my own so just remember its free on its own.