FAITH! (Tantra)
Ay
Niggas don't move at my pace
Moving like I'm on a race
I hit this blunt go to space
I hit this blunt go to space
I hit this blunt go to space
Pull off in a Charger, pull off in a Wraith
These niggas mad I can tell by they face
All a nigga ever needed was faith
Shorty told me all she needed was me
Link up at 12 and then dip out at 3
Already told her what this gonna be
I got places to be, I got people to see
When I speak up shorty listen to me
I fuck that bitch put it on DVD
I teach her something like I got PhD
I spin you round like 360 degrees
I turn you out and you can't disagree
Losing her mind like she on LSD
I just stay in my dreams, I just smoke on this weed
I just sip on this lean, put codeine in my tea
Put 2 bands on my teeth, went on a shopping spree
I just talked to my old hoe, she told me my new one on fleek
This life ain't for the weak
Make me a mil then I lay low, ain't going like Meek
Pop me a Perc', I might tweak
I just get high 'cause I don't wanna think
Remember all of these things
My phone it keep getting rings
Slip, slide on your bitch like a rink
Might fuck that bitch on the sink
She gon' tell me when it stings
2020, us young niggas feeling like king
Alyx on my boots, I don't fuck with the Timbs
Ready for war, got a chopper, it sing like a hymn
Who the richest one? I'm aiming at him
Got a problem? We'll take it outside and we'll work that shit out like a gym
You got niggas controlling your life like a Sim
I got hoes lining up, got hoes like who is him
I got hoes that might pay me just to have my kids
You got bros full of cap like they working at Lids
I know your bitch, yeah I think her name Liz
She fuck with me 'cause she tired of this
Me and my bros tag team her like assist
Fuck nigga try me he going on the list
And you can't talk to no one on my list
Nigga try to throw a fist and he missed
Had to tell my slime to get him out my midst
She tryna fuck, I'm like if you insist
I do my job then shorty is dismissed
Got me a bag like it's Christmas
Got one bigger than my dentist
Shorty wanna be my mistress
I told that bitch to audition
HD! a man with a mission
HD! why your mans is missing
Told that bitch get on top, I don't do all the kissing
She begging for intermission
Ay, but niggas don't move at my pace
Niggas don't move at my pace
Moving like I'm on a race
I hit this blunt go to space
I hit this blunt go to space
I hit this blunt go to space
Pull off in a Charger, pull off in a Wraith
These niggas mad I can tell by they face
Niggas don't move at my pace
Moving like I'm on a race
I hit this blunt go to space
I hit this blunt go to space
I hit this blunt go to space
Pull off in a Charger, pull off in a Wraith
These niggas mad I can tell by they face
All a nigga ever needed was faith
Shorty told me all she needed was me
Link up at 12 and then dip out at 3
Already told her what this gonna be
I got places to be, I got people to see
When I speak up shorty listen to me
I fuck that bitch put it on DVD
I teach her something like I got PhD
I spin you round like 360 degrees
I turn you out and you can't disagree
Losing her mind like she on LSD
I just stay in my dreams, I just smoke on this weed
I just sip on this lean, put codeine in my tea
Put 2 bands on my teeth, went on a shopping spree
I just talked to my old hoe, she told me my new one on fleek
This life ain't for the weak
Make me a mil then I lay low, ain't going like Meek
Pop me a Perc', I might tweak
I just get high 'cause I don't wanna think
Remember all of these things
My phone it keep getting rings
Slip, slide on your bitch like a rink
Might fuck that bitch on the sink
She gon' tell me when it stings
2020, us young niggas feeling like king
Alyx on my boots, I don't fuck with the Timbs
Ready for war, got a chopper, it sing like a hymn
Who the richest one? I'm aiming at him
Got a problem? We'll take it outside and we'll work that shit out like a gym
You got niggas controlling your life like a Sim
I got hoes lining up, got hoes like who is him
I got hoes that might pay me just to have my kids
You got bros full of cap like they working at Lids
I know your bitch, yeah I think her name Liz
She fuck with me 'cause she tired of this
Me and my bros tag team her like assist
Fuck nigga try me he going on the list
And you can't talk to no one on my list
Nigga try to throw a fist and he missed
Had to tell my slime to get him out my midst
She tryna fuck, I'm like if you insist
I do my job then shorty is dismissed
Got me a bag like it's Christmas
Got one bigger than my dentist
Shorty wanna be my mistress
I told that bitch to audition
HD! a man with a mission
HD! why your mans is missing
Told that bitch get on top, I don't do all the kissing
She begging for intermission
Ay, but niggas don't move at my pace
Niggas don't move at my pace
Moving like I'm on a race
I hit this blunt go to space
I hit this blunt go to space
I hit this blunt go to space
Pull off in a Charger, pull off in a Wraith
These niggas mad I can tell by they face
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Writer(s): Tobi Hd!
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