Classy
Thought you was the man, but you not
Don't try to knock me from my spot
Love is something that we got a lot
Push each other headed to the top
Everyone around me I try to bring up
Say you can't see me, blame the Hennessy cup
I'm tryna break free but I'm down to link up
They like no it can't be, that's my bitch he fuck
Damn
Then I two step when it's my jam
Pretty ladies like when I really go ham
I don't like that fake shit, I don't do no sham
Record on a cam, I'm like baby girl I can't
Gave her all my love but there it goes
She would rather put drugs in her nose
She don't think it hurt me does
For a couple days I felt lost
Nowadays I really don't give a shit
If I talk about it then I'm past it
All I really ever had was passion
Roll up all the pounds never stash it
Tiny never really mad
He just having fun in here
If you ever feeling sad
We can make a better year
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And do that classy shit
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And do that classy shit
Ain't got a big ego 'til that shit hurt
Shit was gonna go off when I almost been murked
Guns you probably play with really gotta be Nerf
May I never see yo' ass rollin' 'round in my turf
Guess I be sayin' that when I be mad
I don't act hard, I never break bad
Whatever I said, never really meant that
But attention, you should really stay back
What you want from me, you gotta get it, what yo' mans is doin'
Nah, you can't get it for free, but just look how you ran into it
Look how you ran into it, look how you ran into it
Tiny never really mad
He just having fun in here
If you ever feeling sad
We can make a better year
And we roll, and we roll, and we roll 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And do that classy shit
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And do that classy shit
Don't try to knock me from my spot
Love is something that we got a lot
Push each other headed to the top
Everyone around me I try to bring up
Say you can't see me, blame the Hennessy cup
I'm tryna break free but I'm down to link up
They like no it can't be, that's my bitch he fuck
Damn
Then I two step when it's my jam
Pretty ladies like when I really go ham
I don't like that fake shit, I don't do no sham
Record on a cam, I'm like baby girl I can't
Gave her all my love but there it goes
She would rather put drugs in her nose
She don't think it hurt me does
For a couple days I felt lost
Nowadays I really don't give a shit
If I talk about it then I'm past it
All I really ever had was passion
Roll up all the pounds never stash it
Tiny never really mad
He just having fun in here
If you ever feeling sad
We can make a better year
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And do that classy shit
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And do that classy shit
Ain't got a big ego 'til that shit hurt
Shit was gonna go off when I almost been murked
Guns you probably play with really gotta be Nerf
May I never see yo' ass rollin' 'round in my turf
Guess I be sayin' that when I be mad
I don't act hard, I never break bad
Whatever I said, never really meant that
But attention, you should really stay back
What you want from me, you gotta get it, what yo' mans is doin'
Nah, you can't get it for free, but just look how you ran into it
Look how you ran into it, look how you ran into it
Tiny never really mad
He just having fun in here
If you ever feeling sad
We can make a better year
And we roll, and we roll, and we roll 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And do that classy shit
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And we roll, and we roll, and we rollin 'round
And do that classy shit
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Writer(s): Alexander Balut
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