It's Bout Me
Have no time for waitin
I just bought a rolly don't have patience
They don't even know me why they hatin on me
Is it cause I pull up in that yeah
You see all these VVS I'm on TV watch and stare
I came from the bottom and you watched me climb the stairs
Keep my circle small so I can't fit in none of these squares
Yeet yeet
I can't do no middleman can't do no scrub
I can't give no TLC
I can't show no love
Every time I try they always break my heart
I let em drive the boat but we don't go that far
Its bout me yeah yeah
Its bout me
It's bout me yeah yeah
It's bout me
It's bout me yea yea
It's bout me
It's bout me yea yea
It's bout me
I had to vibe and get me a bag
Its bout me
Hit the mall get shit I ain't have
It's bout me
Shawty mad I'm fuckin her man
But he want me
Try to impress me with your benz
They know I got three
You gotta fake it with your friends I be me
I just say whatever I want
They think I be mean
I keep leaving you on red
Cause you not my type
They think that I'm fuckin the plug but I want his wife
Broken heart
I swear I've been damaged and I know my scars
Try my best to manage and I just play my part
Ratchet bitch on E
Imma stay down stay street
It ain't bout you its bout me yeah
Its bout me yeah yeah
It's bout me
It's bout me yeah yeah
Its bout me
Its bout me yea yea
Its bout me
It's bout me yea yea
It's bout me
I just bought a rolly don't have patience
They don't even know me why they hatin on me
Is it cause I pull up in that yeah
You see all these VVS I'm on TV watch and stare
I came from the bottom and you watched me climb the stairs
Keep my circle small so I can't fit in none of these squares
Yeet yeet
I can't do no middleman can't do no scrub
I can't give no TLC
I can't show no love
Every time I try they always break my heart
I let em drive the boat but we don't go that far
Its bout me yeah yeah
Its bout me
It's bout me yeah yeah
It's bout me
It's bout me yea yea
It's bout me
It's bout me yea yea
It's bout me
I had to vibe and get me a bag
Its bout me
Hit the mall get shit I ain't have
It's bout me
Shawty mad I'm fuckin her man
But he want me
Try to impress me with your benz
They know I got three
You gotta fake it with your friends I be me
I just say whatever I want
They think I be mean
I keep leaving you on red
Cause you not my type
They think that I'm fuckin the plug but I want his wife
Broken heart
I swear I've been damaged and I know my scars
Try my best to manage and I just play my part
Ratchet bitch on E
Imma stay down stay street
It ain't bout you its bout me yeah
Its bout me yeah yeah
It's bout me
It's bout me yeah yeah
Its bout me
Its bout me yea yea
Its bout me
It's bout me yea yea
It's bout me
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Allen, Donald Clemons, Jasmin Cadavid
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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