I can't leave without my
Won't catch ya
I got to go and get my motion
I'm In her shit feel like a ocean
Lucky without without a four leaf clover
I'm really the nigga they know I'm
I can't stop till they know me
She call me daddy I don't even know her
She ain't my type I don't even want her
He got hit with a pole you know he a goner
You niggas fake that's why ima loner
F*ck is on my bag you know ima stoner
Locked in he was right at the corner
I'm stepping in clean
They look at my wrist and saying I'm icy
Ironic my soul is cold as hell but it has no price g
Never been a sell out
Only sell out
Need me a standard fee
Cause the way that I built this whole farm on my own
It's time I see green
All your days are numbered
Boy start counting guap
Even in my worse
I always do enough
I was daily wishing for a couple bucks
Now I'm steady lost on what to do with funds
Ay ay ay
Now I'm steady lost on what to do with funds
Yeah daily on my grind I'm tryna run it up
I'm tryna run it up
Deserted, I was weary
Vision way too blurry
360 with my scope
Now my shots are always splurging
Do this for family
Many try and stopping me
I'm too fresh and way too clean
They can't see me properly
Mix it til I'm seeing green
From a teen was seeing things
More like some imagining
Dreaming about where I would be
Yeah dreaming about where I would be
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I can't leave without my
Won't catch ya
I got to go and get my motion
I'm In her shit feel like a ocean
Lucky without without a four leaf clover
I'm really the nigga they know I'm
I can't stop till they know me
She call me daddy I don't even know her
She ain't my type I don't even want her
He got hit with a pole you know he a goner
You niggas fake that's why ima loner
F*ck is on my bag you know ima stoner
Locked in he was right at the corner
I'm stepping in clean
They look at my wrist and saying I'm icy
Ironic my soul is cold as hell but it has no price g
Never been a sell out
Only sell out
Need me a standard fee
Cause the way that I built this whole farm on my own
It's time I see green
All your days are numbered
Boy start counting guap
Even in my worse
I always do enough
I was daily wishing for a couple bucks
Now I'm steady lost on what to do with funds
Ay ay ay
Now I'm steady lost on what to do with funds
Yeah daily on my grind I'm tryna run it up
I'm tryna run it up
Deserted, I was weary
Vision way too blurry
360 with my scope
Now my shots are always splurging
Do this for family
Many try and stopping me
I'm too fresh and way too clean
They can't see me properly
Mix it til I'm seeing green
From a teen was seeing things
More like some imagining
Dreaming about where I would be
Yeah dreaming about where I would be
Won't catch ya
I got to go and get my motion
I'm In her shit feel like a ocean
Lucky without without a four leaf clover
I'm really the nigga they know I'm
I can't stop till they know me
She call me daddy I don't even know her
She ain't my type I don't even want her
He got hit with a pole you know he a goner
You niggas fake that's why ima loner
F*ck is on my bag you know ima stoner
Locked in he was right at the corner
I'm stepping in clean
They look at my wrist and saying I'm icy
Ironic my soul is cold as hell but it has no price g
Never been a sell out
Only sell out
Need me a standard fee
Cause the way that I built this whole farm on my own
It's time I see green
All your days are numbered
Boy start counting guap
Even in my worse
I always do enough
I was daily wishing for a couple bucks
Now I'm steady lost on what to do with funds
Ay ay ay
Now I'm steady lost on what to do with funds
Yeah daily on my grind I'm tryna run it up
I'm tryna run it up
Deserted, I was weary
Vision way too blurry
360 with my scope
Now my shots are always splurging
Do this for family
Many try and stopping me
I'm too fresh and way too clean
They can't see me properly
Mix it til I'm seeing green
From a teen was seeing things
More like some imagining
Dreaming about where I would be
Yeah dreaming about where I would be
Writer: Frederico Lima
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid