Tãne Logan - Trading? Lyrics

My money be tall this shit gone be lit
You think I got time just look at my wrist
In the hills I'm living in bliss
77 on my necklace
Add one more you'll know who God is
Triple 7 don't you call it
They think that I'm 6 i cant be a bitch
Spreading the flu cause homie I'm sick
Homie im sick
Pour lean and i stick
Codeine what i sip
My diamonds gone dance
I've been in a trance
I been in the trap
Spending the cash
And making back
She sent me the snap
This shit be like only fans
What can i say I'm cool like fan
Pull up on me I'm throwing my hands
Im on the stage I'm making a bag
Im in the mud I've been in the sand
Im never broke you cant understand
I need applause I'm making clap
What i was taught i never cap
But I'm still not wearing a hat
Watch me whip in a Maybach
My money be tall this shit gone be lit
You think I got time just look at my wrist
In the hills I'm living in bliss
77 on my necklace
Add one more you'll know who God is
Triple 7 don't you call it
They think that I'm 6 i cant be a bitch
Spreading the flu cause homie I'm sick
Man ill find a way
What is there to say
I cant sleep i star gazing
Out my head this shit amazing
You cant catch the wave I'm making
Homie never pray to satan
You cant the touch girls I'm dating
Man I've just been giant slaying
Out the mud they lying hating
Roll the weed man I'm still baking
Jesus bro, you need some saving
Keep your soul man I'm not taking
Up the price man its inflating
Got the cash man I'm just stating
On thin ice that I've been skating
Keep your shit man I'm not trading