Lately

You don't know nothing bout this
Late night Trap house on couches
And the pack that I cop be the Loudest
Double dribble on the strip, I got it Bouncing

Since a youngin knew these niggas couldn't fuck with me
Probably why these bad bitches wanna fuck with me

I got a couple on the low that love for me
A Couple of em gotta way lost their trust 4 me

Lately You been going thru the motions
Lately You been going thru the Most shit
Lately You Detached from you Emotions

It's been a minute but you still pick up the phone for me
It's been a minute and you still get what you from me
Yea you know I make it drip just make it drop for me
These other niggas hating on it sending shots for me

Just know your baby mama gonna take a shot for me
She know the words to my songs she make it pop for me
Bet your girlfriend down to risk it all for me
Tell these hating ass hoes to get off of me



Credits
Writer(s): Roger Beals
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