Distant
They say I'm acting different
I've been distant
In the distance gone with wind
They say I'm acting different
I've been distant
Off the distance off in the deep end
Good on this end
Still screaming fuck a friend
If we break ties we don't make amends
These niggas tripping running wild
You know that ain't my style
I could bust it down I'll be counting for a while
I get that bread like a bank teller
Pop a nigga like a pain killer
I be with the same niggas
Cause I could never change nigga
If I hop in a plane nigga
Just know we going up
Just put some ice up in my double cup
Jet take off I feel it in my gut
Finger fuck the 9 milli
It make her buss
This gas got me tripping like who can I trust
Used to be broke but I ran that shit up
I ride around and I still keep it tucked
I can't change for niggas and I can't go for none
What you saying nigga
You can't bang with no drum
Flexing for the gram in real life you a bum
Wait until that money come
I'm done it's over for you niggas
I'm balling like the clippers
I cut em off he played the victim
Should've saw the bitch in em
Almost put a clip in em
I could never switch nigga
Two wrongs don't make it right
You could hit it to the left
Is you stupid or you deaf
I could get it by myself
Never knew my worth so you don't deserve my wealth
And I don't care about yo problems you could tell somebody else
Tell someone who cares I could no longer be there
2020 Vision yeah I see this shit clear
Had to take it there cause you know we go way back
Now I switched locations I can't tell you where I stay at
But you know where I be at
Anywhere the fee at
You know I be grinding
Does it hurt to see me shining
If I hop in a plane nigga
Just know we going up
Just put some ice up in my double cup
Jet take off I feel it in my gut
Finger fuck the 9 milli
It make her buss
This gas got me tripping like who can I trust
Used to be broke but I ran that shit up
I ride around and I still keep it tucked
I can't change for niggas and I can't go for none
What you saying nigga
You can't bang with no drum
Flexing for the gram in real life you a bum
Wait until that money come
I'm done it's over for you niggas
I'm balling like the clippers
I cut em off he played the victim
Should've saw the bitch in em
Almost put a clip in em
I've been distant
In the distance gone with wind
They say I'm acting different
I've been distant
Off the distance off in the deep end
Good on this end
Still screaming fuck a friend
If we break ties we don't make amends
These niggas tripping running wild
You know that ain't my style
I could bust it down I'll be counting for a while
I get that bread like a bank teller
Pop a nigga like a pain killer
I be with the same niggas
Cause I could never change nigga
If I hop in a plane nigga
Just know we going up
Just put some ice up in my double cup
Jet take off I feel it in my gut
Finger fuck the 9 milli
It make her buss
This gas got me tripping like who can I trust
Used to be broke but I ran that shit up
I ride around and I still keep it tucked
I can't change for niggas and I can't go for none
What you saying nigga
You can't bang with no drum
Flexing for the gram in real life you a bum
Wait until that money come
I'm done it's over for you niggas
I'm balling like the clippers
I cut em off he played the victim
Should've saw the bitch in em
Almost put a clip in em
I could never switch nigga
Two wrongs don't make it right
You could hit it to the left
Is you stupid or you deaf
I could get it by myself
Never knew my worth so you don't deserve my wealth
And I don't care about yo problems you could tell somebody else
Tell someone who cares I could no longer be there
2020 Vision yeah I see this shit clear
Had to take it there cause you know we go way back
Now I switched locations I can't tell you where I stay at
But you know where I be at
Anywhere the fee at
You know I be grinding
Does it hurt to see me shining
If I hop in a plane nigga
Just know we going up
Just put some ice up in my double cup
Jet take off I feel it in my gut
Finger fuck the 9 milli
It make her buss
This gas got me tripping like who can I trust
Used to be broke but I ran that shit up
I ride around and I still keep it tucked
I can't change for niggas and I can't go for none
What you saying nigga
You can't bang with no drum
Flexing for the gram in real life you a bum
Wait until that money come
I'm done it's over for you niggas
I'm balling like the clippers
I cut em off he played the victim
Should've saw the bitch in em
Almost put a clip in em
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Writer(s): Tara Britt
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