If the Shoe Fits

My exes can't talk to me
They talk to eachother
These NIGGAS can't talk to me
I let em be
Cuz I can spot a fuck NIGGA telling lies
And I can spot a ho tryna be my wife
Mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm
Wait wait
Make no mistake
NIGGAS wanna be me
Whole time hating
Congratulations
You basic
My girl in designer bracelets
Just face it
You taking up space
And can't be blocking my blessings
I done learned my lesson
Now do you get the message
Kuz I think I found your size
The shoe gon fit real nice
Buy it twice
'Twas a slight drought
Had to reroute
But I'm here now NIGGA
Open your ears now NIGGA
Not foreign you boring now NIGGA
I say NIGGA all the time
It's a NIGGAS favorite line
And when NIGGAS turn to Gods

Niggas asking for pressure
But they pipes done got rusty
These Niggas wet
Body musty
Dollar bills all I'm cuffing
About my biz
No discussion
You peasants really disgust me
I'm a get it young hustler
You're nowhere near on my level
Trust me ya bitch wanna lust me
Honesty the bitch ain't nothing
Picnic me
That's a luncheon
I get her high then she munch me
I'm the boss
I'm the function
Direct that shit then launch it
Don't pop up
Don't do company
Video call for a conference

Y'all don't practice what you preach
So you sure ain't reaching me
Throw two fingers at you peace
How a wolf gon lead the sheep
Ima legend
They love me
Getting money over seas
Backyard my groceries
Real money grows on trees
And some other luxuries
Incase these walls come tumbling down
Doooown
Walls come tumbling down
Doooown
Walls come tumbling down
Dooooown

Every Tesla I'm extra
Solar Panels etc,
Melenated my wrist
And I be drafting the pics
Military to a million dollars
Got my haters sick
They at my service
I stay preaching
They gon doubt it
Still not leaving
Listen to me
I be streaming
Teck Philippe-ing
Plenty greens and plenty green
Fuck you mean
It's what it seems
When you're awake
You chase your dreams

I be
I be
Trapping shit planting shit
Like how you think these white folks got rich
Making us plant and pick
And now we just picking presidents
Working for dead presidents
That had slaves to bury em
They hating they know the vibes
So we got niggas worrying
Ima be free
And live off the land
Make miracles with my hands
You always be checking your balance
Stolen lands
Master plans
The deception is grand
These walls might come tumbling down
Tumbling might come tumbling



Credits
Writer(s): Kaylis Windom
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