Social Distance

No pressure no gimmick it's the real me
Keep em' social distance all these bitches wanna feel me
Pour me up some henny' then it turns me to a chill freak
This ain't what you want I keep my soldiers in the field G

Rollin like I'm crippin, always follow intuition
I don't got it Ima get it, sorry that's just my ambition
Running game like it's a scrimmage, bitches fucking up my image
Jesus know just what I witnessed, only father God can heal me

Micheal Jordan 23, she fuckin with the kick's
All that talkin she been doin got her running from the dick
Youngest nigga who pursing I ain't have to hit a lick
All up in that bitch computer cause she google me and shit

Why you hating on somebody who had got it out the mud?
Would you rather see me dead or facing years infront a judge?
Not a quitter, never bitter all my choices out of love
Touchin money, I'm addict, every day I catch a buzz

Getting rich or drying trying, count a mill or take a slug
Everyday I'm motivated all my brothers keep me up
If you rolling through the city I advise you keep it tucked
I'm her Bobby she my Whitney swear that pussy like a drug

20, 000 Streams and the numbers keep on rising
coldest flowing artist, polo jacket in the climate
Thuggin' at the bottom I had grew up with the lions
Ain't no beefin' with these niggas even killers testifying (Gah damn)

No pressure no gimmick it's the real me
Keep em' social distance all these bitches wanna feel me
Pour me up some henny' then it turns me to a chill freak
This ain't what you want I keep my soldiers in the field G

Rollin like I'm crippin, always follow intuition
I don't got it Ima get it, sorry that's just my ambition
Running game like it's a scrimmage, bitches fucking up my image
Jesus know just what I witnessed, only father God can heal me



Credits
Writer(s): Nason Smith
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