Distractions
No time for distractions
Too busy trappin' I forgot to pay my taxes
Dope in my jacket best believe I'm taxin'
The smith was heavy that's why the glock is plastic
You niggas puny mane you not even in my bracket
These hoes is phony and they low key assassins
Thought we was homies my nigga what had happened
I'm flabbergasted this shit is getting tragic
And I can't end up young and dumb inside no casket
But that's the outcome for most my demographic
Can't watch the news Fox got they shit backwards
I'm trying to find ways to make the money faster
I got my sights on a mansion in Calabasas
No time to daydream they will not catch me lacking
The nine is on me treat it like an attachment
Put a thirty clip in now it's my only companion
The trenches wicked and it can be a challenge
I got the coca and white bitch just to match it
If the lights start flashing then the bitch gone make it vanish
I want to much to ever end up average
I'm just trying to change the pattern
I used to trap it out a Saturn
Sold pills when I stayed at Aspen
No time for distractions
Too busy trappin' I forgot to pay my taxes
Dope in my jacket best believe I'm taxin'
The smith was heavy that's why the glock is plastic
You niggas puny mane you not even in my bracket
These hoes is phony and they low key assassins
Thought we was homies my nigga what had happened
I'm flabbergasted this shit is getting tragic
Too busy trappin' I forgot to pay my taxes
Dope in my jacket best believe I'm taxin'
The smith was heavy that's why the glock is plastic
You niggas puny mane you not even in my bracket
These hoes is phony and they low key assassins
Thought we was homies my nigga what had happened
I'm flabbergasted this shit is getting tragic
And I can't end up young and dumb inside no casket
But that's the outcome for most my demographic
Can't watch the news Fox got they shit backwards
I'm trying to find ways to make the money faster
I got my sights on a mansion in Calabasas
No time to daydream they will not catch me lacking
The nine is on me treat it like an attachment
Put a thirty clip in now it's my only companion
The trenches wicked and it can be a challenge
I got the coca and white bitch just to match it
If the lights start flashing then the bitch gone make it vanish
I want to much to ever end up average
I'm just trying to change the pattern
I used to trap it out a Saturn
Sold pills when I stayed at Aspen
No time for distractions
Too busy trappin' I forgot to pay my taxes
Dope in my jacket best believe I'm taxin'
The smith was heavy that's why the glock is plastic
You niggas puny mane you not even in my bracket
These hoes is phony and they low key assassins
Thought we was homies my nigga what had happened
I'm flabbergasted this shit is getting tragic
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Magodoro, Donte Mosby
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