Things

I'm havin issues in my mind
Yellin get more streams
Smokin weed
Deep conversations about these things
How can a nigga even sleep with these dreams
Give me a second
I'll have to answer that
I'll be a legend and that's a fact
Days when me and Tez was in the basement rappin
This or That
I'm too ahead of the time so how could I back track
Bitch bringing me drinks and she got a nice rack
Her dude upset
He a hoe so you know
He had to type that
No physical issues
Out of stock like tissues
Cause we all keep on cryin
Get me out these streets so many have been dyin
To yo faces
They been lyin
But I'm tryin
Some days I feel like
I am dying
But I'm smokin so I'm still high
Overtime Productions
With these ill vibes
Just let it breathe yea

Tell me why you had to do that
Face got new tats
Days with the durags
You know that I could prove that
Young O.T.
You a part of the future
She love you dawg
So how could you use her
Lessons on computers
I might need a tutor
Just don't confuse her
This time not scared to lose her
All these things yea
All these things
Fuck it

One for the money
And a two for the show
And a three for the girl
That say she not a hoe and a
Four for the one that fuckin with you for the dough
Came from the city so she know about being poor and a
Let's take a trip to a place
Where you can't make it
When they can see it from a far
If you trynna fake it
No money in they pockets
So accustom to the takin
Leave you greasy in the pan
Like some over cooked bacon
The game outta whack
Tell me how many rappers
Really trap
You know flip the work
Bag it then move the pack
You know take the cash
Then meet you out back
I hear a lot of cap in they fuckin rap
Sheesh
Sheesh
Some of y'all
Y'all say it for the streams
Like a fairy tale
I can tell everything ain't what it seems
Story rippin at the seams like denim jeans
That yo girl tried to squeeze in
Shawty comin through for the weekend
Sheesh

Things
All these things
What do you mean
They own me



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Writer(s): Chris Wood
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