Them

Know these nights finna pay off
I got people that depending on my Name
I be set for the playoffs
For these people that be praying, I Don't make it
Know these nights finna pay off
I got people that depending on my Name
I be set for the playoffs
For these people praying
I Don't make it
There ain't nothing more than I want
Than a hundred racks each occasion
So I can feed everybody
And their Babies
But these motherfuckers
Looking at Me crazy
I be getting these nightmares daily
Really tryna find
Out what they Saying
On the topic of myself
Think I'm Failing
All of these feelings
Watch yo' bill, Might catch me
At a moment
I don't feel too Delicious
On the real, I be nice
But fuck with me
You finished
If I say it, Know I did it
I'm just tryna, Fucking get it
Know these nights finna pay off
I got people
Depending on my Name
I be set for the playoffs
For these people that be
Praying I Don't make it
Know these nights finna pay off
I got people that
Depending on my Name
I be set for the playoffs
For these people that be
Praying I Don't make it



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Van Ster
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