Signs
If you look back you'll be goin' that way
That's what I say when I'm havin' bad days
Got a new phrase on the tat of my name
Seventeen stuck with me ain't about age
Everything sucks when your world's in pain
But we don't make cents so how we gon' change
Guess these days money Isn't everything, aye
But if I get more of it I won't complain
They was ignorin' me
Nowadays they want some more of me
I don't got nothin' to say
Heart on the floor again
Everybody want affection but It's too much money to make
(I need a bank!)
I been recording and singing these choruses
Hope I can rid everyone from they pain (Pain)
Yeah, I'ma take it away, (Whoa)
Been hard for me to find the truth
Can't cross that line without me fallin' through
Couldn't believe you'd opened doors that you just walked into
Can't stand to think about or even look at you
Claimin' I'm back, back, back
But been in my head at night
Lien you care about that but I haven't felt alright
Look it I'm thrash-thrash-thrashed
Can you take me home tonight?
Give me some time I'm trapped
Somethin' to free my mind
You outta line, tryna put you outta mind
Ain't my fault we intertwined
That's just a sign, I, Get too attached
Thought you'd always have my back
It takes love and it takes honesty, the latter is what you lack
Checks on my mind no grocery store just check it and give me my bag, (My bag)
Flex on all y'all still playing catch-up y'all never gon' get what I have, (Get what I have)
Take a Lyft to the bank and I tip a Ben Frank to the driver 'cause it make you mad, (Aha)
Try to leave me broke, now my pockets on full, while you hate my money gon' add
Got hate in your heart that's sad, got me in my bag like Glad
Got my brothers on the track goin' back-to-back
Fast-forward 'bout a year we'll be thumbin' through a stack of racks
That's fat, you lacking, came to make a racket
s I'm attackin', bars are what I'm packin'
Money in the mattress, eat a beat I'm snackin', (Wait)
And I'm still untouched like a homework packet, lil' bitch
That's what I say when I'm havin' bad days
Got a new phrase on the tat of my name
Seventeen stuck with me ain't about age
Everything sucks when your world's in pain
But we don't make cents so how we gon' change
Guess these days money Isn't everything, aye
But if I get more of it I won't complain
They was ignorin' me
Nowadays they want some more of me
I don't got nothin' to say
Heart on the floor again
Everybody want affection but It's too much money to make
(I need a bank!)
I been recording and singing these choruses
Hope I can rid everyone from they pain (Pain)
Yeah, I'ma take it away, (Whoa)
Been hard for me to find the truth
Can't cross that line without me fallin' through
Couldn't believe you'd opened doors that you just walked into
Can't stand to think about or even look at you
Claimin' I'm back, back, back
But been in my head at night
Lien you care about that but I haven't felt alright
Look it I'm thrash-thrash-thrashed
Can you take me home tonight?
Give me some time I'm trapped
Somethin' to free my mind
You outta line, tryna put you outta mind
Ain't my fault we intertwined
That's just a sign, I, Get too attached
Thought you'd always have my back
It takes love and it takes honesty, the latter is what you lack
Checks on my mind no grocery store just check it and give me my bag, (My bag)
Flex on all y'all still playing catch-up y'all never gon' get what I have, (Get what I have)
Take a Lyft to the bank and I tip a Ben Frank to the driver 'cause it make you mad, (Aha)
Try to leave me broke, now my pockets on full, while you hate my money gon' add
Got hate in your heart that's sad, got me in my bag like Glad
Got my brothers on the track goin' back-to-back
Fast-forward 'bout a year we'll be thumbin' through a stack of racks
That's fat, you lacking, came to make a racket
s I'm attackin', bars are what I'm packin'
Money in the mattress, eat a beat I'm snackin', (Wait)
And I'm still untouched like a homework packet, lil' bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Orlando Minaya
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