Something

It's only a matter of time until I make me something
They told me I'm one of a kind, yeah, ain't that something
If it take a minute, that's fine, I swear, that be better than nothing
Fuck around, run up the numbers, and bitches want me cuffing
It's only a matter of time until I make me something
First class, I'm pressing recline, and I wake up in London
They must be out of they mind, I got 351 jumping
They must be out of they mind, ain't that something

I fuck with lil' mami, but don't tell her nothing, I know she got' snitch, yeah
I fuck with my homies and I hold 'em close hoping they never switch, yeah
I just want hop in that Wraith, I don't need no breaks, that shit got me pissed, yeah
You could've got you a break, the shit that it take, you put that in a bitch, yeah
I hit the books like I'm Japanese, just tryna make somebody proud of me
I keep the cash in Amiri jeans, being the man that I had to be
Lil' homie don't even speak if it ain't 'bout cheese, you just be babbling
This shit is fast food, Mickey D's, drive through on a man like what's happening

It's only a matter of time until I make me something
They told me I'm one of a kind, yeah, ain't that something
If it take a minute, that's fine, I swear, that be better than nothing
Fuck around, run up the numbers, and bitches want me cuffing
It's only a matter of time until I make me something
First class, I'm pressing recline, and I wake up in London
They must be out of they mind, I got 351 jumping
They must be out of they mind, ain't that something

Say my name, say my name
You acting kind of shady, you get in my way
I cannot deal with that shit when I got all my money like all on my mind
I cannot deal with that shit and then go hit the road and pretend that I'm fine
Half of the people who make it where I made it either fall off or probably resign
I think half of the people who complaining either stupid or ain't even trying
I don't give a fuck, I get it, I get it, I get it, I'm living fine
I make it clear to a man I don't want what's yours
I want what's mine, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's only a matter of time until I make me something
They told me I'm one of a kind, yeah, ain't that something
If it take a minute, that's fine, I swear, that be better than nothing
Fuck around, run up the numbers, and bitches want me cuffing
It's only a matter of time until I make me something
First class, I'm pressing recline, and I wake up in London
They must be out of they mind, I got 351 jumping
They must be out of they mind, ain't that something

Not about the hand you been dealt
You better play your card right



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Ryan Mcmillan, Quentin R. Shemwell, Tarik Mishlawi, Elio Vieira
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