Left Me

This the one though

All my niggas get to it and tell me what's the point

I remember all the demons that you left me
Took you out on island had you out on jet skis
I remember all the demons that you left me
Took you out on island had you out on jet skis
I'm just gone flex on a bitch
Believe that I'm next in the bitch
I don't get mad I get rich
I don't get mad I get rich
I'm just gone flex on a bitch
Believe that I'm next in the bitch
I don't get mad I get rich
I don't get mad I get rich

That's my bae and I love how she do her thang
She make me mad to fuck she think that this a game
She kissed my pinky ring she kissed my pinky ring
Then she stole my heart and charged it to the game
I wanna nasty ass bitch who fuck it and suck it and lick on the dick
I wanna hustlin ass bitch who scam all these niggas and stay at her chips
We wasn't meant for the world take off in our rocket ship
But I couldn't give you the world so fuck it you quit and dip
I shoulda known from the start
I was the joker the suit was the heart
But Since I'm the joker
You better believe up my sleeve I got cards
Riding my wave
Might fuck around and get bit by a shark
No cape I won't save
I'm playin for keeps and they play in the dark
No I don't pretend
I'm makin new enemies losing them friends
I want it all
Bet I stand tall like that mountain Nepal
Bet I don't bend
Stand on 10 toes at the top I'll ascend
My circle get small
I rather 10 lions then a hundred dogs

I remember all the demons that you left me
Took you out on island had you out on jet skis
I remember all the demons that you left me
Took you out on island had you out on jet skis
I'm just gone flex on a bitch
Believe that I'm next in the bitch
I don't get mad I get rich
I don't get mad I get rich
I'm just gone flex on a bitch
Believe that I'm next in the bitch
I don't get mad I get rich
I don't get mad I get rich

I'm just gone flex on a bitch
Callin her friend up and shit
We took some grams for the pic
I meant some pics for the gram
Sometime don't who I am
She textin my phone like it's spam
Quit callin my phone bitch
Quit callin my phone bitch damn
She kno young kev the man
She wanna kick it like soccer
I'm gonna hit it no boxer
say I'm the best like Floyd
Don't call her back annoyed
Added her body to score
I might give my niggas the number
Cuz she didn't want me before
Yeah they used to sleep on my slumber
I don't give a fuck I stay humble
I just wanna keep countin them numbers
Prayin I don't never fumble
I can't fuck with love cuz all of that shit fake
I keep my grass low cuz I be watching out for snake
Went from ramen noodle now I'm eatin all my flank steak
I guess stars aligned cuz now they say that my fate great
Ohh just watch how I flex
Ohh I swear that I'm next
Ohh just coutin up checks
Checks checks checks

I remember all the demons that you left me
Took you out on island had you out on jet skis
I remember all the demons that you left me
Took you out on island had you out on jet skis
I'm just gone flex on a bitch
Believe that I'm next in the bitch
I don't get mad I get rich
I don't get mad I get rich
I'm just gone flex on a bitch
Believe that I'm next in the bitch
I don't get mad I get rich
I don't get mad I get rich



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Writer(s): Kevin Camp
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