Dear Me (feat. IshTheGreatest)
Milly Baby yuh
I been shoving all the money in my pockets
IRS been watching me cause I make big deposits
I can't sip again, my brain is cloudy, feel unconscious
Hop inside the push-start, a key hole makes me nauseous
Shutting down my opps cause baby all they do is fear me
Sipping on the liquor, imma need you to speak clearly
I wrote a letter, titling it Dear Me
Imma read it 10 years later, maybe imma hear me
I'm a rap star running like a track-star getting to the bag, I'll be done when I'm finished
Thinking imma go cop me a new Burberry jacket and fuck it imma count when I'm in it
No they can't believe I did it, all the hate I never listened
Baby let me go handle my business
Crazy money makes me sane, that's how I make it day to day
Feel like DJ Khalid I'm always winning
Drop my old hoe then drop my new one
Who want the smoke, I'll gorilla glue 'em
If a man want money then I gotta sue him
If a bitch want dick then I gotta do 'em
I been shoving all the money in my pockets
IRS been watching me cause I make big deposits
I can't sip again, my brain is cloudy, feel unconscious
Hop inside the push-start, a key hole makes me nauseous
Shutting down my opps cause baby all they do is fear me
Sipping on the liquor, imma need you to speak clearly
I wrote a letter, titling it Dear Me
Imma read it 10 years later, maybe imma hear me
So hopefully you hear me
I don't know who's listening but thinking got me feeling
Like I ain't doing enough, not counting up my pennies
I still feel like I'm winning
Money anything to me, without it I'm still grinning
Just want to take all your worries away, I wish we all could be saved
I couldn't tell you how to do it gotta make a new way
So Dear Me, stay strong, live life, live long
Keep on tryna be the best lil big dog
I ain't tripping over losses, I been hanging with some bosses
They see no one and be talking, people listen and get to plotting
On a nigga downfall, but you got a little problem
And I put this on God, I pick it up if I start falling
I been shoving all the money in my pockets
IRS been watching me cause I make big deposits
I can't sip again, my brain is cloudy, feel unconscious
Hop inside the push start, a key hole makes me nauseous
Shutting down my opps cause baby all they do is fear me
Sipping on the liquor, imma need you to speak clearly
I wrote a letter, titling it Dear Me
Imma read it 10 years later, maybe imma hear me
I been shoving all the money in my pockets
IRS been watching me cause I make big deposits
I can't sip again, my brain is cloudy, feel unconscious
Hop inside the push-start, a key hole makes me nauseous
Shutting down my opps cause baby all they do is fear me
Sipping on the liquor, imma need you to speak clearly
I wrote a letter, titling it Dear Me
Imma read it 10 years later, maybe imma hear me
I'm a rap star running like a track-star getting to the bag, I'll be done when I'm finished
Thinking imma go cop me a new Burberry jacket and fuck it imma count when I'm in it
No they can't believe I did it, all the hate I never listened
Baby let me go handle my business
Crazy money makes me sane, that's how I make it day to day
Feel like DJ Khalid I'm always winning
Drop my old hoe then drop my new one
Who want the smoke, I'll gorilla glue 'em
If a man want money then I gotta sue him
If a bitch want dick then I gotta do 'em
I been shoving all the money in my pockets
IRS been watching me cause I make big deposits
I can't sip again, my brain is cloudy, feel unconscious
Hop inside the push-start, a key hole makes me nauseous
Shutting down my opps cause baby all they do is fear me
Sipping on the liquor, imma need you to speak clearly
I wrote a letter, titling it Dear Me
Imma read it 10 years later, maybe imma hear me
So hopefully you hear me
I don't know who's listening but thinking got me feeling
Like I ain't doing enough, not counting up my pennies
I still feel like I'm winning
Money anything to me, without it I'm still grinning
Just want to take all your worries away, I wish we all could be saved
I couldn't tell you how to do it gotta make a new way
So Dear Me, stay strong, live life, live long
Keep on tryna be the best lil big dog
I ain't tripping over losses, I been hanging with some bosses
They see no one and be talking, people listen and get to plotting
On a nigga downfall, but you got a little problem
And I put this on God, I pick it up if I start falling
I been shoving all the money in my pockets
IRS been watching me cause I make big deposits
I can't sip again, my brain is cloudy, feel unconscious
Hop inside the push start, a key hole makes me nauseous
Shutting down my opps cause baby all they do is fear me
Sipping on the liquor, imma need you to speak clearly
I wrote a letter, titling it Dear Me
Imma read it 10 years later, maybe imma hear me
Credits
Writer(s): Revson Mills
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