Ak Sellers - Call It Whatever Lyrics

If I'm On to some shit tryna make it come faster
I'm sticking to the code but the niggaz get phantom
People got they hand out that should've had they hand up
Participating with us or you just get the f*ck outta here
Niggaz can't hang like a chandelier better with a bihh ain't no love here
Had to cut the Haters off I don't need em near
Ain't Shit to see here you can close curtains
Close casket for the beat I'm talking murderer
Serial killa boy I'm Micheal Myers
You can't sell me dreams I'm not the buyer
If you hear me tell a lie then its probably required
Forreal I cannot be lying to the people if I do the I'm just similar to a politcian
Niggaz wanna see you fall and they very commit
Can't be causing a scene cause that's too much attention
If I talk too much then they might wanna kill me feel me
But you aint gotta feel a inch of me
I been felt the energy I swear they aint a friend to me
Let em cross that line I'ma charge em a penalty
Think they know me Ion fool by the fake IDs
Get high off the cannabis Hi-C
Still tryna reach potential like I need wings

Call it whatever I'ma just call it whatever
I seen em crack under pressure
I was in the hole writing Letters
I f*cked a bitch a the mollys
She do the shit like it's pressure
I count the guwap the profit
I call it doing palates
She can't fit up in my schedule
She like the bihh must be special
I can' make up what I'm telling you
Ion tryna give you no lecture
So call it whatever I'm just call it whatever
She still gon f*ck some whenever
We still gettin money whatever

Say it all was a dream and you part of the dream
They be looking at you strange like who this nigga suppose to be
Do he hang with the nigga that be part of the schemes
They be really out here shook bout to call the police
Think they Know me imagine if I took shit mainstream
Told my bihh get control of her mood swings
Goon always pulling up with a magazine
Ak and white bitches call them bitches Pigeons
Gang with me my hittaz hittaz
2 gunnaz nigga Jordan and Pippen you listening or you being a critic and bitching
You part of the problem f*ck the creticula done with the simple stuff
She kiss the D needa mistletoe she ain't my bihh but I miss her tho
Niggaz getting taxed paying 10 for 4
I'm talking 10 with a extra 0
I can't sell shit round a petty hoe lil bihh ain't riding she in the rode
Cuz ain't no telling where I'm bout to go
I zero in like I needa scope
Niggaz pretending still need some hope
I got the juice and I'm on the go

Call it whatever I'ma just call it whatever
I seen em crack under pressure
I was in the hole writing Letters
I f*cked a bitch a the mollys
She do the shit like it's pressure
I count the guwap the profit
I call it doing palates
She can't fit up in my schedule
She like the bihh must be special
I can' make up what I'm telling you
Ion tryna give you no lecture
So call it whatever I'm just call it whatever
She still gon f*ck some whenever
We still gettin money whatever