No Empathy

The spaceship in park
She trying to sip with me
I ain't giving no shorty my heart
Fallacies found in me
She did me wrong from the start

Popped a bean
Now we on
Believe me
I've been a dawg
The product could
Sell em all
Woke up an animal
I don't go casual
Blessings I add em up
Joints and lean
Mixed with the Adderall
She cannot sip with me
If she is not bad as fuck
Some times It ain't enough
Feel like I'm pushing my luck
I feel like the drugs got me stuck
But I'll still fill up my cup
Even when they got me fucked up
I tuck it right by my gut
They money be turning em sus
I cannot fold for no fake love
Turning my time into paystubs

They hate when I'm winning
But I'm still standing out from all the crowds
They made us a ceiling
But I'm still sitting up here in the clouds
I'm loving that feeling
When they just turning your music up loud
I'm feeling the illest
Now I'm believing it without a doubt

The whip with the stick in it
I had admit to it
I had to flip with it
Focused on dividends
Ima get to it
The route to the Benjamin's
Left him in sentiment
I feel like enemy
How they gon act like they friends of me
Feel like I've been in a box
I'm really racking up penalties
I want that syrup
Not talking bout grenadine
Zero parts left of me
I never sold my soul
For any or all of the recipes
I got her dancing on poles
Still I'm thinking bout equity
I will not give up control
I will not show 'em no empathy

Popped a bean
Now we on
Believe me
I've been a dawg
The product could
Sell em all
Woke up an animal
I don't go casual
Blessings I add em up
Joints and lean
Mixed with the Adderall
She cannot sip with me
If she is not bad as fuck
Some times It ain't enough
feel like I'm pushing my luck
I feel like the drugs got me stuck
But I'll still fill up my cup
Even when they got me fucked up
I tuck it right by my gut
They money be turning em sus
I cannot fold for no fake love
Turning my time into paystubs



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Zirpel
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