My Guy (feat. FABZ Pi)
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' jump up in the sky
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' break bread, flex, alright
We gone do this every night
We gone do this yeah right
We gone do this every night
We gone do this, yeah yeah
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' jump up in the sky
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' break bread, flex, alright
We gone do this every night
We gone do this yeah right
Wе gone do this every night
Wе gone do this, yeah right
What you gone do my guy my guy
Took my time, my fruits are ripe
Planted some seeds and grew some trees
Rolled some leaf to think about life
I kept going back and forth
Thinking bout if I got it right
Took 10 years, but who cares?
Till it blows up overnight
What you gone do my guy? Just watch?
Just talk? Don't think bout it?
I'm not rich, I'm wealthy
Never had money, but I was the same without it
My mind too clouded, gotta sit down and talk about it
She just wants me to stay present, in her presence, and just listen, watch her glisten
When she drippin', but I'm trippin'
Back out on a mission
Losing my grip on reality 'cause I need money like art galleries, like wow
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' jump up in the sky
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' break bread, flex, alright
We gone do this every night
We gone do this yeah right
We gone do this every night
We gone do this, yeah yeah
Are we gon' jump up in the sky
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' break bread, flex, alright
We gone do this every night
We gone do this yeah right
We gone do this every night
We gone do this, yeah yeah
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' jump up in the sky
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' break bread, flex, alright
We gone do this every night
We gone do this yeah right
Wе gone do this every night
Wе gone do this, yeah right
What you gone do my guy my guy
Took my time, my fruits are ripe
Planted some seeds and grew some trees
Rolled some leaf to think about life
I kept going back and forth
Thinking bout if I got it right
Took 10 years, but who cares?
Till it blows up overnight
What you gone do my guy? Just watch?
Just talk? Don't think bout it?
I'm not rich, I'm wealthy
Never had money, but I was the same without it
My mind too clouded, gotta sit down and talk about it
She just wants me to stay present, in her presence, and just listen, watch her glisten
When she drippin', but I'm trippin'
Back out on a mission
Losing my grip on reality 'cause I need money like art galleries, like wow
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' jump up in the sky
What we gon' do my guy, my guy
Are we gon' break bread, flex, alright
We gone do this every night
We gone do this yeah right
We gone do this every night
We gone do this, yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Semir Capella
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