Uber Truck

If it ain't nothing else
That make us different then
Look at my work ethic
I ain't say I'm the goat but
Yo bitch said it
I got her out of breath
Like she bench pressing
I just put my dick into her intestines
Just cause she was as bad as my intentions
Every move calculated, no misstepping
I got homies wit my kids
And they still selling shit
Still with the shits
Yeah
Still in this bitch
Can't chill till I'm rich
Yeah, yeah
Uber pulled up
With a Rolls Royce truck
Butterfly doors and
Them hoes going up
Smoking my blunt
On the way to the cut
If you knew what it was
Then you know it's up

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
They counted me out
From the very begging
I just laid low and
Stayed focused on winning
How many niggas you know made a million
It's just way too much I want to be chilling
The shoes I got on
Them bitches reptilian
Wifey need mani's, pedi's and Brazilians
Yeah, yeah
(Hey)
I'm tryna stack it way up to the ceiling
Nigga I'm whipping German engineering
I know my realest niggas Is gone feel this, yeah (Yeah)
Uber pulled with a Rolls Royce truck
I hopped in like you know what's up
Smoking my blunt
On the way to the cut
(Hey)
Let's go

I Know I'm praying but
I'm still sinning
I'm thanking God
That I'm still living
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah)
I lost some homies
Some had children
It had me looking at this shit different
Ahh
(Hey)
I got some dreams
Wonder will I get em
I want some ends, nigga
Just to spend em
(Yeah)
Thoughts in the back of this Uber truck
Let me ash my blunt I'm way too stuck
If you knew what it was
Then you know it's up



Credits
Writer(s): De Vaughn Elledge
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