Closer to Me
Too turnt up
Fuck outta my face
She wanna get closer to me
Lost in harmony
Nowadays I ain't giving out
So she always like "Sorry, pardon me?"
Bitch your talk is cheap
I ain't really tryna see ya right now
Cause I already hit it
And I'm off out in Cali living
You ain't talk to me back then
So our friendships a gimmick
Get the fuck off my dick I swear that's where you been sitting
(Oh oh oh)
Too turnt up
Booted in the club
Last year was in school
This year I'm coming up
Fuck outta my face with all the fake love
We all did our drugs, I was just the one that made something
Homie this is my life you can't take nothing from me
I was on the edge motherfucker with my brakes pumping
I was down depressed with my head and my face melting
Now I'm getting paid, really all I'm bout's makin' money
Bad way, only keep that bag on me
This is what I love and really all I ever wanted
Blue racks, huge stacks
Moving fast ain't it too bad that you can't get
Closer to me
Lost in harmony
Nowadays I ain't giving out
So she always like "Sorry, pardon me?"
Bitch your talk is cheap
I ain't really tryna see ya right now
Cause I already hit it
And I'm off out in Cali living
You ain't talk to me back then
So our friendships a gimmick
Get the fuck off my dick I swear that's where you been sitting
(Oh oh oh)
Too turnt up
Booted in the club
Last year was in school
This year I'm coming up
Fuck outta my face with all the fake love
We all did our drugs, I was just the one that made...
Fuck outta my face
She wanna get closer to me
Lost in harmony
Nowadays I ain't giving out
So she always like "Sorry, pardon me?"
Bitch your talk is cheap
I ain't really tryna see ya right now
Cause I already hit it
And I'm off out in Cali living
You ain't talk to me back then
So our friendships a gimmick
Get the fuck off my dick I swear that's where you been sitting
(Oh oh oh)
Too turnt up
Booted in the club
Last year was in school
This year I'm coming up
Fuck outta my face with all the fake love
We all did our drugs, I was just the one that made something
Homie this is my life you can't take nothing from me
I was on the edge motherfucker with my brakes pumping
I was down depressed with my head and my face melting
Now I'm getting paid, really all I'm bout's makin' money
Bad way, only keep that bag on me
This is what I love and really all I ever wanted
Blue racks, huge stacks
Moving fast ain't it too bad that you can't get
Closer to me
Lost in harmony
Nowadays I ain't giving out
So she always like "Sorry, pardon me?"
Bitch your talk is cheap
I ain't really tryna see ya right now
Cause I already hit it
And I'm off out in Cali living
You ain't talk to me back then
So our friendships a gimmick
Get the fuck off my dick I swear that's where you been sitting
(Oh oh oh)
Too turnt up
Booted in the club
Last year was in school
This year I'm coming up
Fuck outta my face with all the fake love
We all did our drugs, I was just the one that made...
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Writer(s): Maxwell Thomas Vermillion
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