Assemble It
You My wifey told me roll em back to back
Ima need time to assemble it
Mind too focused on the Benjamin
Fuck niggas we ain't feeling em
My approach got me killin em
Overdose yeah I'm killing em get too close have you shivering when we pull up it's to finish em
Why these niggas always hating in they feelings
I could give a fuck what niggas feeling high as Saturn how a
Nigga feeling money counting nigga what a feeling
Money power and respect I'm feeling brighter than the moon
Too revealing catch me cooling and I'm with my villain
In the coop and came with no ceilings
My nigga told me that he got bagged ima need time to assemble it
Learned my lesson ain't no friends in here
But my Burner and my hitta here
Quit the lean I ain't feeling it
Poppin P's I ain't into that
Don't be gangsta on the internet that be the type of shit to get you wet
To get you hit
You ain't legit
You full of shit
My blunt is lit
I heard these niggas on some other shit
Enigma jocking throwing subs and shit
I'm shifting moving like the government
Too fly to deal with any turbulence I'm spitting white
But I ain't serving it these papers burning lots of herb in it
I never start it I finish it
They need the truth so I give them at this
To live through struggle and the losses
That shit took away my innocence
That shit took away my innocence
I'm a vet this no beginner shit
Rather get money than to do these sentences
Fuck it I'm in this shit
Ima need time to assemble it
Mind too focused on the Benjamin
Fuck niggas we ain't feeling em
My approach got me killin em
Overdose yeah I'm killing em get too close have you shivering when we pull up it's to finish em
Why these niggas always hating in they feelings
I could give a fuck what niggas feeling high as Saturn how a
Nigga feeling money counting nigga what a feeling
Money power and respect I'm feeling brighter than the moon
Too revealing catch me cooling and I'm with my villain
In the coop and came with no ceilings
My nigga told me that he got bagged ima need time to assemble it
Learned my lesson ain't no friends in here
But my Burner and my hitta here
Quit the lean I ain't feeling it
Poppin P's I ain't into that
Don't be gangsta on the internet that be the type of shit to get you wet
To get you hit
You ain't legit
You full of shit
My blunt is lit
I heard these niggas on some other shit
Enigma jocking throwing subs and shit
I'm shifting moving like the government
Too fly to deal with any turbulence I'm spitting white
But I ain't serving it these papers burning lots of herb in it
I never start it I finish it
They need the truth so I give them at this
To live through struggle and the losses
That shit took away my innocence
That shit took away my innocence
I'm a vet this no beginner shit
Rather get money than to do these sentences
Fuck it I'm in this shit
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Writer(s): Dequan Brown
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