Interference
Sitting around ain't doing shit for me
So I murder tracks and show no empathy
Bitch what make you think that you could get with me
Baby I don't need you you just a liability
You can't get me caught up with the messages and missing me
So sad never sorry I can't show no sympathy
All these damn distractions I can't let none of get to me
Focus on my craft and make sure all the haters envy me
Cause haters make you popular so make sure they remember me
She keep asking to FaceTime but that's only gon waste time
So I built the studio to save money and save time
I heard she out breaking niggas hearts but she can't break mine
Only focused on having them bands on my waistline
You can waste that other nigga life but you can't waste mine
I can't show no love to nobody bitch you can't take mine
If you some hungry shit I guess we on the same time
I know it don't happened by the snap it's gon take time
So I'm gon push through the challenges
I know just how to handle it
Now I know I gotta make something happen
Try to keep yo balance
Till the tracks do damage
Meanwhile I'mma keep on workin on my passion
Now she think she can manage it
Cause I'm good looking and I'm talented
Girl you ain't shit but a distraction
I'm a self made candidate
I Do it on my own fuck a management
I'm not on no friendly interactions
Way too many challenges been thrown in my face
Had cut some niggas off cause they was taking up space
Either in or you out or you just in my way
Bitch I don't like nobody that's what my momma say
Momma told me to stay outta the kitchen but fuck it I ain't listen I couldn't help but to play wit bread
If I counted up the total of the cash I had when I was 10 that shit woulda been around 10 bands
I turned my hardest situation to the best
Had a smile on my face even tho I was depressed
Look for something to appreciate cuz I know that I'm blessed
And it's always somebody who got it worst or less
Baby what did you expect
Remember you ain't want me I was less
I noticed you only want me at my best
But let's cut to check
If it ain't about the money it's the neck
And then moving on to the next
Let's put you to the test
Let's see if you make a bag stretch
Or if you can put it to full affect
I'm just trinna be direct
To see if you can handle all the stress
And still try to do yo very best
I guess it's meant for me flex
Lil nigga say it wit my chest
Imma just start laying them to rest
I guess it's my flesh
My bloodline is crazy as it gets
The hardest niggas from the Midwest
So I murder tracks and show no empathy
Bitch what make you think that you could get with me
Baby I don't need you you just a liability
You can't get me caught up with the messages and missing me
So sad never sorry I can't show no sympathy
All these damn distractions I can't let none of get to me
Focus on my craft and make sure all the haters envy me
Cause haters make you popular so make sure they remember me
She keep asking to FaceTime but that's only gon waste time
So I built the studio to save money and save time
I heard she out breaking niggas hearts but she can't break mine
Only focused on having them bands on my waistline
You can waste that other nigga life but you can't waste mine
I can't show no love to nobody bitch you can't take mine
If you some hungry shit I guess we on the same time
I know it don't happened by the snap it's gon take time
So I'm gon push through the challenges
I know just how to handle it
Now I know I gotta make something happen
Try to keep yo balance
Till the tracks do damage
Meanwhile I'mma keep on workin on my passion
Now she think she can manage it
Cause I'm good looking and I'm talented
Girl you ain't shit but a distraction
I'm a self made candidate
I Do it on my own fuck a management
I'm not on no friendly interactions
Way too many challenges been thrown in my face
Had cut some niggas off cause they was taking up space
Either in or you out or you just in my way
Bitch I don't like nobody that's what my momma say
Momma told me to stay outta the kitchen but fuck it I ain't listen I couldn't help but to play wit bread
If I counted up the total of the cash I had when I was 10 that shit woulda been around 10 bands
I turned my hardest situation to the best
Had a smile on my face even tho I was depressed
Look for something to appreciate cuz I know that I'm blessed
And it's always somebody who got it worst or less
Baby what did you expect
Remember you ain't want me I was less
I noticed you only want me at my best
But let's cut to check
If it ain't about the money it's the neck
And then moving on to the next
Let's put you to the test
Let's see if you make a bag stretch
Or if you can put it to full affect
I'm just trinna be direct
To see if you can handle all the stress
And still try to do yo very best
I guess it's meant for me flex
Lil nigga say it wit my chest
Imma just start laying them to rest
I guess it's my flesh
My bloodline is crazy as it gets
The hardest niggas from the Midwest
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Writer(s): Charles Price
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