Sept 29th

Yeah

Seen it all and I did it all
25 years and I haven't found what I'm searching for
25 years and I haven't found who I'm singing for
I wasn't meant for no happy ending
No not at all
I throw the money up crazy
I like to watch it fall
Fall season's back
These women gone catch me slipping more
In N Out these bitches like
You be flipping the burgers dawg
Tell me what you in it for
You always sound insecure
New shit sounding like it's one of my best
In my DM's
Got some shawty's in there
Shooting like Steph
Carpe Diem
I be living like I got nothing left
Niggas try to double cross me like I'm not truly blessed
Like

Like I'm not truly blessed
Niggas try to double cross me like I'm not truly blessed
Like
Like I'm not truly blessed
Niggas try to double cross me like
Yeah

I seen everything happen
Women claim they were over me
Overreacting
I know niggas that did me filthy
Now cleaning up rafters
Too good at waiting on karma
It's become a habit
Too busy plotting on commas
Y'all typing up captions
I laugh about it with Kash
They don't understand it
Too many fell for these hoes
And I'm still standing
Back at it
I put mileage on mine
I got shawty's on my line every night
And I spend my days thinking bout my actions in life
Shit I could of finished college
Shit I could of did right
Shit I talk about these bitches
Man it helps when I write
Smoking doja got me high as a kite
Got me up there with christ
I know mama isn't proud of my life
Man I really do this shit
I give a fuck about likes
Tryna tell you this shit set in stone
Aye
I really made it off of Fondren road
I'm tryna tell you I did



Credits
Writer(s): Mohammed Kamara
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