Loud Music Anthem " LMA "
Yea, Yea
I been doing me I do not know how you been
When I get it done they always ask me how I do it
Meant to call her back ima get around to it
Busy making anthems, I call it loud music
This what they been waiting on
Like damn mont why you take so long
They want me to make a song
I'm hoping that I make it home
Grew up with my brother
But it's some shit I had to face alone
Swear I could be broke as fuck
I'm still the one they bankin' on
Told my niggas I'm tryna be rich
We tired of shopping at pac sun
I ain't have no daddy
To say I got you don't you pack son
I'm just getting started and
They thinking that this my last one
Really I'm just heatin' up
Bout to throw a tantrum
And some
Rapping young nigga she think I'm handsome
Lotta niggas respect me
Cause they say I make those anthems
And some
This no robbery
They pray I give it up
If you split before we make it
Then we not gone split it up
Cause I been through some things and some
She just wanna pop and some huh
This the loud music anthem
Make sure you play me loud
Please don't turn me down
Now I'm going wild
Like that shits in style
Now I'm riding round
She want me to drown
I got money on my mind
I gotta make it out
Missin in the action, cause I'm busy in the lab
Put this glizzy in this bitch
She couldn't talk, she couldn't blab
Pick the money up no tab
She twerking in the bathroom
Pants super tight,
She ain't really have no ass room
Nigga I'm the one like the fucking number past noon
Momma crying over bills I gotta get this cash soon
Member i was locked up in that jail
They said I'm sleepin' over
Family think I'm dead or some
My girl just think I'm cheatin' on her
Praying for the day my hustle pay off
And they see me sober
I know that I'm boutta get this money
And some
Rapping young nigga she think I'm handsome
Lotta niggas respect me
Cause they say I make those anthems
And some
This no robbery
They pray I give it up
If you split before we make it
Then we not gone split it up
Cause I been through some things and some
She just wanna pop and some huh
This the loud music anthem
Make sure you play me loud
Please don't turn me down
Now I'm going wild
Like that shits in style
Now I'm riding round
She want me to drown
I got money on my mind
I gotta make it out
I been doing me I do not know how you been
When I get it done they always ask me how I do it
Meant to call her back ima get around to it
Busy making anthems, I call it loud music
This what they been waiting on
Like damn mont why you take so long
They want me to make a song
I'm hoping that I make it home
Grew up with my brother
But it's some shit I had to face alone
Swear I could be broke as fuck
I'm still the one they bankin' on
Told my niggas I'm tryna be rich
We tired of shopping at pac sun
I ain't have no daddy
To say I got you don't you pack son
I'm just getting started and
They thinking that this my last one
Really I'm just heatin' up
Bout to throw a tantrum
And some
Rapping young nigga she think I'm handsome
Lotta niggas respect me
Cause they say I make those anthems
And some
This no robbery
They pray I give it up
If you split before we make it
Then we not gone split it up
Cause I been through some things and some
She just wanna pop and some huh
This the loud music anthem
Make sure you play me loud
Please don't turn me down
Now I'm going wild
Like that shits in style
Now I'm riding round
She want me to drown
I got money on my mind
I gotta make it out
Missin in the action, cause I'm busy in the lab
Put this glizzy in this bitch
She couldn't talk, she couldn't blab
Pick the money up no tab
She twerking in the bathroom
Pants super tight,
She ain't really have no ass room
Nigga I'm the one like the fucking number past noon
Momma crying over bills I gotta get this cash soon
Member i was locked up in that jail
They said I'm sleepin' over
Family think I'm dead or some
My girl just think I'm cheatin' on her
Praying for the day my hustle pay off
And they see me sober
I know that I'm boutta get this money
And some
Rapping young nigga she think I'm handsome
Lotta niggas respect me
Cause they say I make those anthems
And some
This no robbery
They pray I give it up
If you split before we make it
Then we not gone split it up
Cause I been through some things and some
She just wanna pop and some huh
This the loud music anthem
Make sure you play me loud
Please don't turn me down
Now I'm going wild
Like that shits in style
Now I'm riding round
She want me to drown
I got money on my mind
I gotta make it out
Credits
Writer(s): De'angelo Preston
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