F*ck that
I ain't on that lovey-dovey shit
I need more dollars
I need more steaks
I'm on that money-hungry shit
I need more models
I need more cake
I need a hunnid more of it
Don't wear a collar
Tats on my neck
They always committing on it
Please go worry bout ya self
Not the opposition
Go ahead and run back to ya momma
Tell her poppa sent ya
I want all my diamonds
In the right position
I told my family
That I'm sorry
But I'm on a mission
F*ck the competition
Under 1 condition
If u ain't wit me for this drop
Then you in addition
If you ain't wit me
Then just stop
With all the f*cking dissing
Cause when I make it to the top
You gon want ammunition
And I'm gon set it off
Please don't I'm soft
Just cause I sing
Please don't think
That you won't get washed
I keep that thing
What you mean
I dont ever flock
I was 18
In the streets
I done seen it all
Heard it all
I can't see yeah
Smoke fogging my screen yeah
Made this beat yeah
I feel like Lil Uzi yeah
Don't know me yeah
How much for them jeans yeah
I got a new bitch I gave my old one to the streets
They ain't know I could do all of this
Call it quits
A blunt and a bad bitch
Is happiness
I call it bliss
You can talk that shit
All you want
But I don't never miss
She can suck my dick
All she want
But I won't ever kiss
It's evident
I was put here for our benefit
Let's settle it
They know yo name
But they don't mention it
Let's measure it
You got them plays
But they ain't listening
Them shits too dim
Say they diamonds
They not glistening
They fake as shit
No relationship
But baby you my favorite
Information bout the sound
Bitch I created it
And I'm really from the south
Nah I ain't faking it
I ain't never make a vow
That I can't commit
To
Know they banging this
I ain't had no sleep in two days
Man I can't resist
Money come in more than two ways
While I reminiscence
Got me looking round for new plays
Gotta stay consist
Ent
So I'm writing this
In the hopes that I got new days
That sound like a myth
For them days that was just too grey
When I was a kid
And I know I'll could die today
So I never trip
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F*ck that
I ain't on that lovey-dovey shit
I need more dollars
I need more steaks
I'm on that money-hungry shit
I need more models
I need more cake
I need a hunnid more of it
Don't wear a collar
Tats on my neck
They always committing on it
Please go worry bout ya self
Not the opposition
Go ahead and run back to ya momma
Tell her poppa sent ya
I want all my diamonds
In the right position
I told my family
That I'm sorry
But I'm on a mission
F*ck the competition
Under 1 condition
If u ain't wit me for this drop
Then you in addition
If you ain't wit me
Then just stop
With all the f*cking dissing
Cause when I make it to the top
You gon want ammunition
And I'm gon set it off
Please don't I'm soft
Just cause I sing
Please don't think
That you won't get washed
I keep that thing
What you mean
I dont ever flock
I was 18
In the streets
I done seen it all
Heard it all
I can't see yeah
Smoke fogging my screen yeah
Made this beat yeah
I feel like Lil Uzi yeah
Don't know me yeah
How much for them jeans yeah
I got a new bitch I gave my old one to the streets
They ain't know I could do all of this
Call it quits
A blunt and a bad bitch
Is happiness
I call it bliss
You can talk that shit
All you want
But I don't never miss
She can suck my dick
All she want
But I won't ever kiss
It's evident
I was put here for our benefit
Let's settle it
They know yo name
But they don't mention it
Let's measure it
You got them plays
But they ain't listening
Them shits too dim
Say they diamonds
They not glistening
They fake as shit
No relationship
But baby you my favorite
Information bout the sound
Bitch I created it
And I'm really from the south
Nah I ain't faking it
I ain't never make a vow
That I can't commit
To
Know they banging this
I ain't had no sleep in two days
Man I can't resist
Money come in more than two ways
While I reminiscence
Got me looking round for new plays
Gotta stay consist
Ent
So I'm writing this
In the hopes that I got new days
That sound like a myth
For them days that was just too grey
When I was a kid
And I know I'll could die today
So I never trip
I ain't on that lovey-dovey shit
I need more dollars
I need more steaks
I'm on that money-hungry shit
I need more models
I need more cake
I need a hunnid more of it
Don't wear a collar
Tats on my neck
They always committing on it
Please go worry bout ya self
Not the opposition
Go ahead and run back to ya momma
Tell her poppa sent ya
I want all my diamonds
In the right position
I told my family
That I'm sorry
But I'm on a mission
F*ck the competition
Under 1 condition
If u ain't wit me for this drop
Then you in addition
If you ain't wit me
Then just stop
With all the f*cking dissing
Cause when I make it to the top
You gon want ammunition
And I'm gon set it off
Please don't I'm soft
Just cause I sing
Please don't think
That you won't get washed
I keep that thing
What you mean
I dont ever flock
I was 18
In the streets
I done seen it all
Heard it all
I can't see yeah
Smoke fogging my screen yeah
Made this beat yeah
I feel like Lil Uzi yeah
Don't know me yeah
How much for them jeans yeah
I got a new bitch I gave my old one to the streets
They ain't know I could do all of this
Call it quits
A blunt and a bad bitch
Is happiness
I call it bliss
You can talk that shit
All you want
But I don't never miss
She can suck my dick
All she want
But I won't ever kiss
It's evident
I was put here for our benefit
Let's settle it
They know yo name
But they don't mention it
Let's measure it
You got them plays
But they ain't listening
Them shits too dim
Say they diamonds
They not glistening
They fake as shit
No relationship
But baby you my favorite
Information bout the sound
Bitch I created it
And I'm really from the south
Nah I ain't faking it
I ain't never make a vow
That I can't commit
To
Know they banging this
I ain't had no sleep in two days
Man I can't resist
Money come in more than two ways
While I reminiscence
Got me looking round for new plays
Gotta stay consist
Ent
So I'm writing this
In the hopes that I got new days
That sound like a myth
For them days that was just too grey
When I was a kid
And I know I'll could die today
So I never trip
Writer: Anthony Morales
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