Sweet

If I really had a dollar every time you said some fuck shit, I would probably be rich
Back when I just had them problems, I was going through the motions, hope you 'aint never seen shit
Coachy steppin, harbor out, caught a foul, over green, really disagreements
You just praying that I fall, and it burn like its Pompeii but i'm rising Phoenix

You gon' call on me so i'm gon' pick up when its sweet
I don't move off anything
You can keep that energy, aye

You gon call on me
Im gon pick when its sweet
I don't move off anything
You can keep that energy, aye

You gon' call on me

Better keep that energy
Better keep that energy

You gon' call on me

Better keep that energy
I don't rock with anything

I don't rock with a lot of y'all niggas
Work the code if I cant go get 'em
Knew its hot when the fans start hitting
Thinking back when I thought about killing
Niggas locked me right where I stay
When I pop gon' buy me a cave
You a shmuck and I see it in your face
Got the joint stuffed full of medicate
Levitate
Coachy Boy told these niggas they aint safe
Caught a wave
Tidal wave through the city for the safe
To the grave
Money coming with a nigga to the grave
He gon' hate
R.I.P. that nigga died from the hate

If I really had a dollar every time you said some fuck shit, I would probably be rich
Back when I just had them problems I was going through the motions, hope you 'aint never seen shit
Coachy steppin, Harbor out, Caught a foul, Over green, really disagreements
You just praying that I fall, and it burn like its Pompeii but i'm rising Phoenix

You gon' call on me so i'm gon' pick up when its sweet
I don't move off anything
You can keep that energy, aye

You gon call on me
Im gon pick when its sweet
I don't move off anything
You can keep that energy, aye

You gon' call on me

Better keep that energy
Better keep that energy

You gon' call on me

Better keep that energy
I don't rock with anything



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Amoedo, Justin O Greenwood
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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