Emotions
Yeah
Fuck these emotions tryna run up my bag only thinking bout cash not
Tryna crash fuck what ya on back when I was living last ya turn
Me down like I was fuckin trash now that umm up ya all
Up on my ass fuck yeah umm bout to blast (yeah aye yeah yeah)
Back when I was livin last(Yeah)
They turned me down like I was trash
Now that umm up they see my cash
I left em all inna past
Smokin shells smokin gas
To high for us to crash
Turned up on em nie they mad (aye)
Dropping bars like umm Chad (ayee)
Turn around post a ad
Put Gucci on my chest
Ion fuck wit the mess
They worried bout the rest
This like playing chess
Two players under stress
Strategies for the best (yeah)
Yhuu already know the rest
Fuck these emotions tryna run up my bag only thinking bout cash not
Tryna crash fuck what ya on back when I was living last ya turn
Me down like I was fuckin trash now that umm up ya all
Up on my ass fuck yeah umm bout to blast (yeah aye yeah yeah)
I was a nigga det ain't have shit struggle everyday tryna get rich
Bitch ain't really have shit tryna help my momma pay da rent my ass
Could help worth shit always worried bout a fucking bitch
These hoes really ain't shit these hoes really ain't shit (yeah)
Fuck these emotions tryna run up my bag only thinking bout cash not
Tryna crash fuck what ya on back when I was living last ya turn
Me down like I was fuckin trash now that umm up ya all
Up on my ass fuck yeah umm bout to blast (yeah aye yeah yeah)
Back when I was livin last(Yeah)
They turned me down like I was trash
Now that umm up they see my cash
I left em all inna past
Smokin shells smokin gas
To high for us to crash
Turned up on em nie they mad (aye)
Dropping bars like umm Chad (ayee)
Turn around post a ad
Put Gucci on my chest
Ion fuck wit the mess
They worried bout the rest
This like playing chess
Two players under stress
Strategies for the best (yeah)
Yhuu already know the rest
Fuck these emotions tryna run up my bag only thinking bout cash not
Tryna crash fuck what ya on back when I was living last ya turn
Me down like I was fuckin trash now that umm up ya all
Up on my ass fuck yeah umm bout to blast (yeah aye yeah yeah)
I was a nigga det ain't have shit struggle everyday tryna get rich
Bitch ain't really have shit tryna help my momma pay da rent my ass
Could help worth shit always worried bout a fucking bitch
These hoes really ain't shit these hoes really ain't shit (yeah)
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Writer(s): Patrick Watson Iii
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