Misunderstood
Ain't been speakin got these lil hoes mad Fashoo
19 n I'm still tryna do a show
Baby girl bad but I heard dat she smash the bro
Gotta leave her the necc all I really want
Need me dem bands there's promoters all on my phone
I'm staccin cheese like it MF provolone
Shawty groupie I tol her go smash the bro
I've been dolo got no one to lean on
Still misunderstood
But I'm ballin out for my hood
Still feeling misunderstood
Been lavish I've been living good
Baby nasty she freak for the wood
They tol me sit down but I stood
I was down they ain't give me no look
In the kitchen big bro tryna cook
Put the pacc in mail like I'm suge
Who is you to tell me that I wouldn't
Who is you tell me dat I can't
Get up there and run up sum bands
Shawty goofy she think I'm mans
Now I'm busy can't make no more plans
I'm on top of my game forever
I got so cold dat I need me sweater
They said dat I changed whatever
I got tired of lames and did better
Turn him to a pacc n we burn up
They took yo brudda so wassup
Bad lil bih she love to turn up
Yo boyfriend a geek never heard us
No I won't be the same when I blow up
Might go and cop a chain when I blow up
I hope dat the pain change when I blow up
N lil baby gon know my name when I blow up
I came outta Houston where most of my niccas ready to blast off like a roccet
I came in with the drip I'm gon leave wit the drip as a youngin they called me a faucet
I been doin this shii on my own tryna grind for the fam while y'all was jus watching
So she see dat I'm bout to blow up now everyone all in my poccets
19 n I'm still tryna do a show
Baby girl bad but I heard dat she smash the bro
Gotta leave her the necc all I really want
Need me dem bands there's promoters all on my phone
I'm staccin cheese like it MF provolone
Shawty groupie I tol her go smash the bro
I've been dolo got no one to lean on
Still misunderstood
But I'm ballin out for my hood
Still feeling misunderstood
Been lavish I've been living good
Baby nasty she freak for the wood
They tol me sit down but I stood
I was down they ain't give me no look
In the kitchen big bro tryna cook
Put the pacc in mail like I'm suge
Who is you to tell me that I wouldn't
Who is you tell me dat I can't
Get up there and run up sum bands
Shawty goofy she think I'm mans
Now I'm busy can't make no more plans
I'm on top of my game forever
I got so cold dat I need me sweater
They said dat I changed whatever
I got tired of lames and did better
Turn him to a pacc n we burn up
They took yo brudda so wassup
Bad lil bih she love to turn up
Yo boyfriend a geek never heard us
No I won't be the same when I blow up
Might go and cop a chain when I blow up
I hope dat the pain change when I blow up
N lil baby gon know my name when I blow up
I came outta Houston where most of my niccas ready to blast off like a roccet
I came in with the drip I'm gon leave wit the drip as a youngin they called me a faucet
I been doin this shii on my own tryna grind for the fam while y'all was jus watching
So she see dat I'm bout to blow up now everyone all in my poccets
Credits
Writer(s): Zach Iyeyemi
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