Seem Like

Niggas flexing on the gram but it ain't what it seem like
Just gotta make sure that that green right
Gotta make sure that my team right
Can't be round niggas with no insides

Ain't going outside today
Ducked another case
Count another face
Same old shit just a different day
Gotta get it anyway
Bout to get it any day
Bout to get it any day now
Nah I ain't come to play around
Applying pressure
Nah I can't let up
Can't let they neck up
Go run a check up
Niggas flexing on the gram but It ain't what it seem like
They don't do that shit in real life
Like a diamond Ima shine bright
Never cared bout the lime light
Only God knows when the times right
I live through faith so I'm walking blind
Can't walk in my shoes I walk a thousand miles
Like Ali I fight a thousand rounds
I seen niggas fake it just to make it
Then still be broke that shit is crazy
How you do that
Thought you knew that
I been on that
Prolly where ya hoe at
I'm in the trap you can't go there
Got some niggas that I know there
Shit you prolly find ya hoe there
Rollie don't tick but I'm about to blow yeah
Do what I want cause life ain't fair
You know I'm bout to take it there
Don't fuck with them niggas over there
They could stay over there man my set too real
And my bitch too trill
And she still give me chills
Still get me in my feels
Before we fuck pop a pill
Why he flawgin like he real
Man you know this life get serious
G shit I shed some tears
Man I've been grinding for some years

And Niggas flexing on the gram but it ain't what it seem like
Just gotta make sure that that green right
Just gotta make sure that my team right
Can't be round niggas with no insides



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Writer(s): Tara Britt
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