E.B.T.

I remember back when times was hard
Mama fucking up the house tryna find the card
Yeah that ebt shit niggas had to eat shittt see the waves they sea sick you should take a seat bitch
Don't applaud when you had the most to say
The past is like the traffic yeah it keep us stuck in our ways
I know my time is worth some millions not some minimum wage
But I gotta stay and grind till this shit get me paid
I'm smiling while I'm blazing, she ask me what's that fragrance
This feeling so amazing, the vibe is feeling wavy
Like mike I'm always faded, no time is being wasted
And I see them niggas hating, my spot they wanna take it
Man I'm chilling, y'all better to find some chill
I know niggas that do nothing but tote nines fr
Press a nigga like a button make you whine and squeal
Bake a nigga like a muffin yea my mind is ill
Like Mr.hawk I gotta stay on my grind
I need you to believe in me one day we'll be fine
Like the sun we gone shine, I know right now ain't the time
But it's a lotta shit in my mind, excuse me while I unwind
I know that You'll never find a flow that's hotter than mine
It's bringing tears to her eyes bc she know I ain't lying
Cross my heart and I'm dying, on the cloud yeah I'm flying
While y'all boys on decline
Aye This is "not even trying"
It's really easy when it come from the heart
Until you give me reasons, man it's love from the start
You follow and I'll lead you to the light from the dark
I came in empty handed but I'm leaving my mark
They always looking for some dirt like they Was lewis & Clark
Wish they could understand life ain't a walk in the park
I think i started something nigga cause its starting to spark
You had yo shit together dawg but it's falling apart
A I'm cruising while I'm sliding B
You don't want no problem C
Yo girl she only want the D
Put the E before the C
Don't give a F cause ima G
You can't ever fuck with me
She fuck with me she stuck with me
Bitches know wassup with me
Hold up
Let it breathe

Let me think I don't know where I should end
Cause it ain't no going out once I start I going in
I can't even pretend like we suppose to be friends
Forgive me lord for my sins cause I might do it again yeah
Lik my birthday we keep this shit at a 10
Deal with all the losses take that shot to the chin
Can I get an amen



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Writer(s): Jaquarius Ingram
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