Sweatsuits
I just see my blessings
I don't see no skies
I'm just chilling sweatsuits
Gucci on my slides
Thank the Lord for haters
But bitch don't kill my vibe
I'm just cooling like a player
Run the streets think I'm the mayor
I run up the tab and I tip with the faces
Fake loving me down cause I'm up out the basement
My bitches exquisite I gotta go get it
Making the money it's none of they business
I gotta stay focused I'm all on my vision
Scoping it down and I don't leave no witness
Cooking good chicken I don't need no biscuits
Green rolling in fresh and I don't leave my kitchen
Slurping me down and she calling me dinner
Turn the bih over I toss her like a spinach
Beat the pussy up I'm flawless with the finish
Ghosting all the calls now she calling me a menace
And I'm full of shit so don't patronist
I mean patronize I'm getting better trying
You can hold that down cause I don't tell no lies
I be cooling there ain't no surprise and that's real
I just see my blessings
I don't see no skies
I'm just chilling sweatsuits
Gucci on my slides
Thank the Lord for haters
But bitch don't kill my vibe
I'm just chill no stressing
Cool below the eyes
Low the eyes they polarized
Lens is slow to rise
Dim me low the lights
This one of them lights
I might smoke a bag
I might hit my legs
Whenever I move I make pressure
I'm just staying cool no sweat yo tech'd up
Ain't no dirt off my sleeve
I make it look easy
Flow is real breezy
I'm feeling real blessed
I hold up my head
I beat on my chest
Play out the book she like how I juke
Opponents get shook
Tipping pass the safety man on the loose
Following blocks til I follow it through
And that's all I'ma do
All wheel the drive I can run thru quick sand
I will not switch and that's all on my brand
Lava the flow I just eat and expand
Learn from lessons it's part of the plan
Go with the flow I'ma win with this
Belt I'm defending this
Talk something serious
Yes I'ma pro but I run games for experience
I need some bands
I need a shorty with ass
I need to check on my health
Green leafy veggies and milk
Yeah that'll work
Foot on the dash
Burning the gas
No rear view with glass
Making them mad
I don't need no pressure I'ma keep stretching
I'm rolling away all these tensions
I just see my blessings
I don't see no skies
I'm just chilling sweatsuits
Gucci on my slides
Thank the Lord for haters
But bitch don't kill my vibe
I'm just chill no stressing
Cool below the eyes
I don't see no skies
I'm just chilling sweatsuits
Gucci on my slides
Thank the Lord for haters
But bitch don't kill my vibe
I'm just cooling like a player
Run the streets think I'm the mayor
I run up the tab and I tip with the faces
Fake loving me down cause I'm up out the basement
My bitches exquisite I gotta go get it
Making the money it's none of they business
I gotta stay focused I'm all on my vision
Scoping it down and I don't leave no witness
Cooking good chicken I don't need no biscuits
Green rolling in fresh and I don't leave my kitchen
Slurping me down and she calling me dinner
Turn the bih over I toss her like a spinach
Beat the pussy up I'm flawless with the finish
Ghosting all the calls now she calling me a menace
And I'm full of shit so don't patronist
I mean patronize I'm getting better trying
You can hold that down cause I don't tell no lies
I be cooling there ain't no surprise and that's real
I just see my blessings
I don't see no skies
I'm just chilling sweatsuits
Gucci on my slides
Thank the Lord for haters
But bitch don't kill my vibe
I'm just chill no stressing
Cool below the eyes
Low the eyes they polarized
Lens is slow to rise
Dim me low the lights
This one of them lights
I might smoke a bag
I might hit my legs
Whenever I move I make pressure
I'm just staying cool no sweat yo tech'd up
Ain't no dirt off my sleeve
I make it look easy
Flow is real breezy
I'm feeling real blessed
I hold up my head
I beat on my chest
Play out the book she like how I juke
Opponents get shook
Tipping pass the safety man on the loose
Following blocks til I follow it through
And that's all I'ma do
All wheel the drive I can run thru quick sand
I will not switch and that's all on my brand
Lava the flow I just eat and expand
Learn from lessons it's part of the plan
Go with the flow I'ma win with this
Belt I'm defending this
Talk something serious
Yes I'ma pro but I run games for experience
I need some bands
I need a shorty with ass
I need to check on my health
Green leafy veggies and milk
Yeah that'll work
Foot on the dash
Burning the gas
No rear view with glass
Making them mad
I don't need no pressure I'ma keep stretching
I'm rolling away all these tensions
I just see my blessings
I don't see no skies
I'm just chilling sweatsuits
Gucci on my slides
Thank the Lord for haters
But bitch don't kill my vibe
I'm just chill no stressing
Cool below the eyes
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Writer(s): Brandon Nicholson
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