Company
Keep the fake love don't get close to me
My niggas wit it they posed to be
If I don't ball they gon ball for me
Keep the fake love don't need company
Trap on the road
I'm in my zone
I faced like 3 in a row
Can't love no hoe
She want the dough
Only share bread with the bros
Keep the fake love don't get close to me
My niggas wit it they posed to be
If I don't ball they gon ball for me
Keep the fake love don't need company
Trap on the road
I'm in my zone
I faced like 3 in a row
Can't love no hoe
She want the dough
Only share bread with the bros
Not into chains I might ice out my wrist
Feeling like curry right now I can't miss
Not digging ya vibe you get left in the ditch
He talking hot we might fuck on his bitch
Back to the bands cuz I gotta get rich
Stepped in the game fuck it up like a glitch
Bands in my pockets they feel some bricks
Underdog from New York know I ball like the Knicks
Need me a bag full it up with the chips
Not talking snacks talking bout the blue strips
Eleven eleven she said make a wish
Wish for the top I can't wish for no bitch
Drip get her wet make her swim like a fish
I got the sauce like I'm making a dish
Loyal as ever I can't ever switch
Feen for success like I got a bad itch
Keeping me company girl can you cum for me
Need you for pleasure don't need you to stay
Keep it a buck wit me
Girl do you fuck wit me
Playing these games that I don't like to play
177 that block where we lay
Momma said be smart with money and save
Money can't come with me down to the grave
Road to the top know I'm gon find a way
She keep me company
She wanna fuck wit me
Fell in love with me she calling me bae
I got the pass bro gon spot up like klay
Thinking bout making it out everyday
I'm on the rise shoutout Ryz that's the gang
Pull up and shoot like Mike Breen let it bang
I'm off the dusse four cups what I drank
I can not stop till I'm top of the ranks
Keep the fake love don't get close to me
My niggas wit it they posed to be
If I don't ball they gon ball for me
Keep the fake love don't need company
Trap on the road
I'm in my zone
I faced like 3 in a row
Can't love no hoe
She want the dough
Only share bread with the bros
Keep the fake love don't get close to me
My niggas wit it they posed to be
If I don't ball they gon ball for me
Keep the fake love don't need company
Trap on the road
I'm in my zone
I faced like 3 in a row
Can't love no hoe
She want the dough
Only share bread with the bros
My niggas wit it they posed to be
If I don't ball they gon ball for me
Keep the fake love don't need company
Trap on the road
I'm in my zone
I faced like 3 in a row
Can't love no hoe
She want the dough
Only share bread with the bros
Keep the fake love don't get close to me
My niggas wit it they posed to be
If I don't ball they gon ball for me
Keep the fake love don't need company
Trap on the road
I'm in my zone
I faced like 3 in a row
Can't love no hoe
She want the dough
Only share bread with the bros
Not into chains I might ice out my wrist
Feeling like curry right now I can't miss
Not digging ya vibe you get left in the ditch
He talking hot we might fuck on his bitch
Back to the bands cuz I gotta get rich
Stepped in the game fuck it up like a glitch
Bands in my pockets they feel some bricks
Underdog from New York know I ball like the Knicks
Need me a bag full it up with the chips
Not talking snacks talking bout the blue strips
Eleven eleven she said make a wish
Wish for the top I can't wish for no bitch
Drip get her wet make her swim like a fish
I got the sauce like I'm making a dish
Loyal as ever I can't ever switch
Feen for success like I got a bad itch
Keeping me company girl can you cum for me
Need you for pleasure don't need you to stay
Keep it a buck wit me
Girl do you fuck wit me
Playing these games that I don't like to play
177 that block where we lay
Momma said be smart with money and save
Money can't come with me down to the grave
Road to the top know I'm gon find a way
She keep me company
She wanna fuck wit me
Fell in love with me she calling me bae
I got the pass bro gon spot up like klay
Thinking bout making it out everyday
I'm on the rise shoutout Ryz that's the gang
Pull up and shoot like Mike Breen let it bang
I'm off the dusse four cups what I drank
I can not stop till I'm top of the ranks
Keep the fake love don't get close to me
My niggas wit it they posed to be
If I don't ball they gon ball for me
Keep the fake love don't need company
Trap on the road
I'm in my zone
I faced like 3 in a row
Can't love no hoe
She want the dough
Only share bread with the bros
Keep the fake love don't get close to me
My niggas wit it they posed to be
If I don't ball they gon ball for me
Keep the fake love don't need company
Trap on the road
I'm in my zone
I faced like 3 in a row
Can't love no hoe
She want the dough
Only share bread with the bros
Credits
Writer(s): Nahshon Benjamin
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