No Distractions

I can't afford no distractions
I get the check run it back bitch
Hiding my money in a mattress
I really don't get why they cappin'
Glock 9 sealed with a strap bitch
Don't want no smoke see what happens
Why you so mad I am laughing
I can't afford no distractions
People die on the road
Real lives just turn into ghost
Losing too many of my folks
Thinking I'm next if I don't
Bounce back with 3 in a row
I wanna get lit hit up a show
See all my fans show them some love
Back to my bakery making more dough
Support my family that is for sure
Being successful is not my main goal
But helping out others to just see them smile there's no better feeling than that in the world
Think I'm a professor they all taking notes
They more that you take the more you will know
I'm up on all four I think I'm on a roll
Start up the engine now I'm on the go
I'm on a roll pinky is froze
I got to melt it the heat on the stove
Using a lighter to turn on the stove
Back in the day I am glad I moved on
Back in the ghetto I was "The Wero"
Clowning on me now I'm getting pesos
Where are they now I can't see no fake hoes
Seeing right through them I don't know where they go

Oh you think you hard because you got a couple tracks up on your cloud?
Oh you think famous cause you been on genius by talking bout somebody's dick in who's mouth?
Oh you think you made it cause you got a couple of thousand of plays and you saying that proud
Bitch wanna see talent i'll show you real talent to show them they shouldn't be running your mouth
You say you full of talent but i never see no real talent
My wrist is full of water and ill put it on a real Patek
Motherfuckers sleeping on me it gets me real mad and
I ain't even rapping off beat i'm putting waves on it
Bitch i'm always packing up my heat i'll microwave on it
Surf it every now and then i don't like to flex on em'
Send them on the Subway with a lot of bread on them
I don't want a name tag bitch i want a label uh
I'm at the studio i'm getting high as a kite cant control me when i'm in the booth
Bitches out her crazy they getting comfortable thinking i'm taking them home in my coupe
Bitch if i wanted then i would tell you but otherwise i'm gonna stick with my group
Won't take a female i'm nobody's blessing you want one then i got a bible for you
I'm on my own getting rich
Cause i ain't nobody's bitch
I ain't gon' be no ones stitch
I'm looking out for the leeches
I keep my dogs up on leashes
But i'll let go if you see them
Pray to God they leave you breathing
Not even sure if they leave you
Til' they make sure you're diseased
Bitch i'm on the top of my league
Were the highlight of the season



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Bowen
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