Pretend
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
I don't smile for pretend, But I did back then
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
Building walls, build a fence, I don't smile for pretend
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
I gotta get a new crib, first I gotta get a crib though
All these lames just lymphos, sick shit like lymph nodes
Play the game Nintendos, I'm making noise crescendos
See these kicks you'll never get those
I'm grinding down on the endo
I don't know know anybody
Except Ferragamo and Versace
How you broke acting cocky
Clout chase, illuminati
All my friends in rearview
Till everybody wanna be near you
I'm drip, dripping like a pier do
Thats what hard work over years do
Fuck you I'm going to blow up
Then the whole city going to go nuts
Bald rubbers doing donuts
4 AM we still going up
I don't let nobody in
When you popped, dog I been
I ain't seen you in a minute
And bet you still won't then
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
I don't smile for pretend, But I did back then
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
Building walls, build a fence, I don't smile for pretend
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
Big bands like lobster claws
These hoes can't fuck with y'all
Feels like I'm off the Adderall
Zoning in supernatural
We hungry on this side
Top down, big rims type
In a scope but ain't get sniped
They want to sign, better get right
Ain't emails that fax
They eating my scraps
I can't even relax
Time ain't come back
And I ain't come back
Motherfucker here for good
Get my sister out of the hood
You ain't ever understood
That I don't know know anybody
Except Ferragamo and Versace
How you broke acting cocky
Clout chase, illuminati
Waking up feeling groggy
Hit socials to see all the copies
All these bitches act sloppy
And thats why it's got me like
Awe man
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
I don't smile for pretend, But I did back then
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
Building walls, build a fence, I don't smile for pretend
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
A'int shit wrong with that
I don't smile for pretend, But I did back then
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
Building walls, build a fence, I don't smile for pretend
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
I gotta get a new crib, first I gotta get a crib though
All these lames just lymphos, sick shit like lymph nodes
Play the game Nintendos, I'm making noise crescendos
See these kicks you'll never get those
I'm grinding down on the endo
I don't know know anybody
Except Ferragamo and Versace
How you broke acting cocky
Clout chase, illuminati
All my friends in rearview
Till everybody wanna be near you
I'm drip, dripping like a pier do
Thats what hard work over years do
Fuck you I'm going to blow up
Then the whole city going to go nuts
Bald rubbers doing donuts
4 AM we still going up
I don't let nobody in
When you popped, dog I been
I ain't seen you in a minute
And bet you still won't then
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
I don't smile for pretend, But I did back then
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
Building walls, build a fence, I don't smile for pretend
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
Big bands like lobster claws
These hoes can't fuck with y'all
Feels like I'm off the Adderall
Zoning in supernatural
We hungry on this side
Top down, big rims type
In a scope but ain't get sniped
They want to sign, better get right
Ain't emails that fax
They eating my scraps
I can't even relax
Time ain't come back
And I ain't come back
Motherfucker here for good
Get my sister out of the hood
You ain't ever understood
That I don't know know anybody
Except Ferragamo and Versace
How you broke acting cocky
Clout chase, illuminati
Waking up feeling groggy
Hit socials to see all the copies
All these bitches act sloppy
And thats why it's got me like
Awe man
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
I don't smile for pretend, But I did back then
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Ain't shit wrong with that
I'm in my feelings again, I can't let nobody in
Building walls, build a fence, I don't smile for pretend
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
Only smile for my bag
A'int shit wrong with that
Credits
Writer(s): Gage Sunden
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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