Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
But I wasn't in the wrong and I know that is a fact
Niggas do anything for pussy so they lie behind your back
Niggas plottin' on your grave, don't know when they gon' attack
But I'ma do me, I'ma count up all my stacks
Don't give a f*ck about you niggas I'ma go and get the bag
Acting like we f*cking friends, you ain't getting no damn cash
Bitches breaking niggas hearts like they is some f*cking glass
Gotta smoke away the pain, yeah I gotta smoke some Thrax
Yeah I'm chillin' at the crib, yeah I'm just tryna relax
Yeah you spreading all these rumours, but you do not go no facts
All this shit up on my shoulders got a nigga feeling taxed
All this shit up on my shoulders got a nigga feeling taxed
You got a nigga feeling taxed, yeah
Got a nigga feeling taxed, yeah
Niggas lie behind your back
And niggas lie behind your back
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
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Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
But I wasn't in the wrong and I know that is a fact
Niggas do anything for pussy so they lie behind your back
Niggas plottin' on your grave, don't know when they gon' attack
But I'ma do me, I'ma count up all my stacks
Don't give a f*ck about you niggas I'ma go and get the bag
Acting like we f*cking friends, you ain't getting no damn cash
Bitches breaking niggas hearts like they is some f*cking glass
Gotta smoke away the pain, yeah I gotta smoke some Thrax
Yeah I'm chillin' at the crib, yeah I'm just tryna relax
Yeah you spreading all these rumours, but you do not go no facts
All this shit up on my shoulders got a nigga feeling taxed
All this shit up on my shoulders got a nigga feeling taxed
You got a nigga feeling taxed, yeah
Got a nigga feeling taxed, yeah
Niggas lie behind your back
And niggas lie behind your back
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
But I wasn't in the wrong and I know that is a fact
Niggas do anything for pussy so they lie behind your back
Niggas plottin' on your grave, don't know when they gon' attack
But I'ma do me, I'ma count up all my stacks
Don't give a f*ck about you niggas I'ma go and get the bag
Acting like we f*cking friends, you ain't getting no damn cash
Bitches breaking niggas hearts like they is some f*cking glass
Gotta smoke away the pain, yeah I gotta smoke some Thrax
Yeah I'm chillin' at the crib, yeah I'm just tryna relax
Yeah you spreading all these rumours, but you do not go no facts
All this shit up on my shoulders got a nigga feeling taxed
All this shit up on my shoulders got a nigga feeling taxed
You got a nigga feeling taxed, yeah
Got a nigga feeling taxed, yeah
Niggas lie behind your back
And niggas lie behind your back
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Yeah I started making music and I lost track of time
I was making all these bangers in the lab every night
Then my phone started ringing and you was on FaceTime
And the way that you was talking, Yeah it wasn't very nice
Writer: Edgar Sarratt, III
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