Stick & Move
It's gon be ok ok
Man I can't fwu
Had to boss up on my own
I got some shit to prove
No more stressing bout this shit
I gotta make a move
Momma told me bout these bitches
Shoulda stick an moved
Leave me alone
I need some space
I got some things to do
Said I was tripping over her
But it was me an you
Had to get in to my zone
But you ain't see it through
Had to leave you all alone
No time for talkin boo
Get the fuck up out my head
Because I'm sick of you
Only focused on my bread
You wanted me on who
Tried to make a mends between us
But you wouldnt choose
I said fuck it let it be
Had to get rid of you
It's gon be ok ok
Man I can't fwu
Had to boss up on my own
I got some shit to prove
No more stressing bout this shit
I gotta make a move
Momma told me bout these bitches
Shoulda stick an moved
Living wit my demons
But I'm walking with the lord
Trapping in the rain
Just to make it through the storm
Praying that I get a dub
Because them Ls I can't afford
I been out here going through it
So much shit I done endured
I done chose up
Need bag
Don't want no bitch
I need them o's yeah
Call me nike
Cuz the checks is all I want now
Told my last hoe
Hit the road
Don't want no closure
I just need to go yeah
Movin on my own ya
It's gon be ok ok
Man I can't fwu
Had to boss up on my own
I got some shit to prove
No more stressing bout this shit
I gotta make a move
Momma told me bout these bitches
Shoulda stick a moved
Man I can't fwu
Had to boss up on my own
I got some shit to prove
No more stressing bout this shit
I gotta make a move
Momma told me bout these bitches
Shoulda stick an moved
Leave me alone
I need some space
I got some things to do
Said I was tripping over her
But it was me an you
Had to get in to my zone
But you ain't see it through
Had to leave you all alone
No time for talkin boo
Get the fuck up out my head
Because I'm sick of you
Only focused on my bread
You wanted me on who
Tried to make a mends between us
But you wouldnt choose
I said fuck it let it be
Had to get rid of you
It's gon be ok ok
Man I can't fwu
Had to boss up on my own
I got some shit to prove
No more stressing bout this shit
I gotta make a move
Momma told me bout these bitches
Shoulda stick an moved
Living wit my demons
But I'm walking with the lord
Trapping in the rain
Just to make it through the storm
Praying that I get a dub
Because them Ls I can't afford
I been out here going through it
So much shit I done endured
I done chose up
Need bag
Don't want no bitch
I need them o's yeah
Call me nike
Cuz the checks is all I want now
Told my last hoe
Hit the road
Don't want no closure
I just need to go yeah
Movin on my own ya
It's gon be ok ok
Man I can't fwu
Had to boss up on my own
I got some shit to prove
No more stressing bout this shit
I gotta make a move
Momma told me bout these bitches
Shoulda stick a moved
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