Pusher Man
Doin me, Oh yes at all times
Exactly girl why you peeked, yea you was all eyes
I'm Official baby, means I don't talk lies
And it is very clear to see that pussy cost lives
But you ain't dealing with a false guy
Can tell you dealing with a boss right
Dig how you chilling in your Off-White
Let's do dinner on my off night, if that's alright
Trying to see if you a vibe or just a lost night
Sorry I can't waste the time if it's just alright
Laugh if off, then she tell me how I talk fly
Yea I know but don't commit til you see all sides
To avoid drama, cuz first come my commas
Plus hitting who I wanna
Including my baby mamas
At least I'mma be honest
Show you what a bond is
Of me you will be fondest
Know you secure with me, no need to be modest
Goal make her melt if I see that she solid
Baby I'm a god, so you need to be a goddess
Never waste of time, if I leave, I leave knowledge
Don't feed in thee gossip, plant seeds and reap profits
Baby I'm jist out here doing what I gotta do
Folks to feed, can give a fuck if my name lit
Baby I'm just out here doing what I gotta do
Need phone numbers printed all on my bank slips
Baby I'm jist out here doing what I gotta do
Streets don't love you, neither do the world
Baby I'm just out here doing what I gotta do
So don't get comfy, I never need a girl
Confident, bougie, don't like it then sue me
They down for whatever cuz they like me in Gucci
Different character they should write me in movies
They don't compare to us that's like diamonds being rubies
Might pipe me a groupie
Far from perfect
Still I am a king so expect the worship
Don't rock with every being, a selective person
This love ting foreal if I'm texting first and
Gifting my time
I'm more into making dimes
Than more into dating dimes
But don't mind tasting wine
Eating tacos, laced with lime
Get bored with basic vibes, no warning im breaking ties
Picky about time can't afford you wasting mine
Can't ignore them crazy signs
Fight in private but play we fine
Why my focus the daily grind
Most women ain't trust worthy and nighas show lady signs
Baby I'm jist out here doing what I gotta do
Folks to feed, can give a fuck if my name lit
Baby I'm just out here doing what I gotta do
Need phone numbers printed all on my bank slips
Baby I'm jist out here doing what I gotta do
Streets don't love you, neither do the world
Baby I'm just out here doing what I gotta do
So don't get comfy, I never need a girl
Exactly girl why you peeked, yea you was all eyes
I'm Official baby, means I don't talk lies
And it is very clear to see that pussy cost lives
But you ain't dealing with a false guy
Can tell you dealing with a boss right
Dig how you chilling in your Off-White
Let's do dinner on my off night, if that's alright
Trying to see if you a vibe or just a lost night
Sorry I can't waste the time if it's just alright
Laugh if off, then she tell me how I talk fly
Yea I know but don't commit til you see all sides
To avoid drama, cuz first come my commas
Plus hitting who I wanna
Including my baby mamas
At least I'mma be honest
Show you what a bond is
Of me you will be fondest
Know you secure with me, no need to be modest
Goal make her melt if I see that she solid
Baby I'm a god, so you need to be a goddess
Never waste of time, if I leave, I leave knowledge
Don't feed in thee gossip, plant seeds and reap profits
Baby I'm jist out here doing what I gotta do
Folks to feed, can give a fuck if my name lit
Baby I'm just out here doing what I gotta do
Need phone numbers printed all on my bank slips
Baby I'm jist out here doing what I gotta do
Streets don't love you, neither do the world
Baby I'm just out here doing what I gotta do
So don't get comfy, I never need a girl
Confident, bougie, don't like it then sue me
They down for whatever cuz they like me in Gucci
Different character they should write me in movies
They don't compare to us that's like diamonds being rubies
Might pipe me a groupie
Far from perfect
Still I am a king so expect the worship
Don't rock with every being, a selective person
This love ting foreal if I'm texting first and
Gifting my time
I'm more into making dimes
Than more into dating dimes
But don't mind tasting wine
Eating tacos, laced with lime
Get bored with basic vibes, no warning im breaking ties
Picky about time can't afford you wasting mine
Can't ignore them crazy signs
Fight in private but play we fine
Why my focus the daily grind
Most women ain't trust worthy and nighas show lady signs
Baby I'm jist out here doing what I gotta do
Folks to feed, can give a fuck if my name lit
Baby I'm just out here doing what I gotta do
Need phone numbers printed all on my bank slips
Baby I'm jist out here doing what I gotta do
Streets don't love you, neither do the world
Baby I'm just out here doing what I gotta do
So don't get comfy, I never need a girl
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Writer(s): Gerald Kenneth Harris Ii
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