Priceless

Yea
It's still urgent
It's still urgent

I click it onto semi put you in the skillet
Shout-out to Jeezy, that'll knock the gravy out ya biscuit
Better believe it I'm really good at deceiving bitches
I done did it too many times like repeat offenders
If she looking kinda thicky Ima be up in it
I stand up behind her tryna put my feet up in it
She cop an attitude telling me I need to finish
I told that bitch to hold on its gone be a minute
My ex-girlfriend hate my fucking guts now
I got this new chick that I pretend to love now
I peeped a lot of you phonies out here on life support
Just know I'm headed there to pull that fucking plug out
Hail Mary nigga come with me
I can show u things that your eyes won't see
Mentioning my name shit u gotta know me
A lot of people think my T-I-M-E is free
So I tell em

Don't waste my time bitch, I ain't got time for that
I'm not a psychic, but I can see where u lack
My heart is priceless, I make up for it in cash
I get excited, when it comes to that bag

I keep it jiggy like a groovy nigga, I move a little
Set a trap up for you ratting niggas, you Stuart Little's
People tell me that I'm actin different, and I agree
Ima Cali wildfire bitch, Its really lit
She gone ride it like a chariot
If she a virgin Ima have to get that cherry yea, I hope its worth it
She might even blow the whistle I'm too official
And tell me it was accidental I know that she meant to
Danny Glover on me issa lethal weapon
I had niggas crossing on me like I need a reverend
This shit dry ice cold you gone need a sweater
I'm charging a hefty fee to keep that needle threaded
Them bitches know that Ima king with it
I got demons, never made peace with em
They told me to go to hell so I went there
Now I'm the hottest nigga all up in my area

Don't waste my time bitch, I ain't got time for that
I'm not a psychic but I can see where u lack
My heart is priceless, I make up for it in cash
I get excited, when it comes to that bag



Credits
Writer(s): Tray Davis
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