What You On?

What you on
Where yo phone (yeah yeah)
What you on
I'm all alone

What you want
I like your tone
Said what you want
Let's get it on

Show you what I'm made of
Show you what I mean
Show you my steel
Show you my scene yeah
Tell me what's the trade off
Shawty I'm real
Show you I'm the deal
Tell you how I feel yeah

Shawty I'm the man, always got a stance
That is how I stand, let me have this dance yeah
Tell you in advance, what's your romance?
Type of the first glance, had to give it a chance yeah

Through the shades of the dark we rose
Till the pain in my art unfolds
Through the veins in my heart I chose
The joy from the start it shows
My view is on the top, Hit it don't stop
Even if I wanna drop, This shit will pop
I hit it like the heat wave
Middle eastern I take the heat babe
Come against me better behave
None fuck with me Let me explain
Working so my fam can leave pain

Leave pain
Leave pain
Bitch I breathe pain
Bitch I bleed pain
Everywhere I see pain

Blowin all this fucking gas man
I feel so so lit
Blowin all this fuckin cash man
I feel so so sick
I'm runnin to my dreams
But the wind pushin me backwards
Only way to persevere is if a nigga rollin backwoods

I been in the cut, out the loop
Off the grid
Want shiny things, them fruity loops, but I'm still a kid
Money mental, pearly dental
Tell my time it's presidential
Come to the block
Slide through my residential

See just how we live
Come check out our side
See just how we work
Watch us start to fly
We been makin hit after hit after hit after hit
And if you still hatin you can suck my dick
Like whatchu on



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Mccallum
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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