Fractions

Saying you got shooters but I know that you capping
If you want a feature, yeah you know that I be taxing
Smoking on that gas, yeah you know I'm relaxing
If you think you getting money, you only get fractions
I been in my bag I don't care what niggas say
Counting up the money got that shit up on my plate
Got that Chrome Hearts on my hat, that Number Nine, and BB waist
And niggas steady wanna talk well we might put your ass to waste
Lying, yeah they lying, yeah they lie right to my face
Yeah I'm only getting first, yeah I'm never in last place
Niggas always wanna lie, yeah they always acting fake
Diamonds shining, yeah you know they glisten like a fucking lake
Yeah I'm never gonna fucking change
Niggas steady asking they some lames
Talking about me, yeah you playing games
Talking about me, boy stay in your lane
Always claiming we fucking friends but we not
Claiming that I want your girl but she a thot
Fuck what you say nigga I don't need no thought
Designer on me yeah it cost a lot, yeah
Had some dark days, but the other side is sunny
Everybody thinking that this shit is fucking funny
Imma get my racks up yeah you know I get my money
Imma get my racks up yeah you know I get my money
Saying you got shooters but I know that you capping
If you want a feature, yeah you know that I be taxing
Smoking on that gas, yeah you know I'm relaxing
If you think you getting money, you only get fractions
Saying you got shooters but I know that you capping
If you want a feature, yeah you know that I be taxing
Smoking on that gas, yeah you know I'm relaxing
If you think you getting money, you only get fractions



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Writer(s): Edgar Sarratt, Iii
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