Skyline
Never let you in again
No, No
Fool me once, the shame on you
Fool me twice
Who really running game on who?
Reputation speaking numbers
Got a name on you
I even heard a couple niggas got a claim on you
Rooftop, I'm at the party
With the zatty in my body
Talking to a thotty
Gucci, with the Ricky Bobby
If I take her to the crib
Then you know it's not a prolly
Wrote a letter to my ex
And all I had to say was sorry
Don't ask who did it
You know I did it again
We was praying up to God
Then he sent us a Benz
I was praying to show the fake, he started showing my friends
Who am I to act oblivious, and ever pretend?
There was times when I thought
The struggle never would end
Stuck in a Love-Hate cycle
High with my friends
And how the fake look like you?
You turned it to ten
(Probably why I'm making songs instead of making amends)
Brought it out of me
I don't give a fuck
At least they proud of me
Especially when them pussy niggas doubted me
Now I'm in the W
It's like a nigga won the lottery
I shaped my whole life, like it's pottery (oh, oh, oh)
I let you get to me once now baby
But I'll never
(Never let you in again, No no)
Blue notes
For every message you wrote
For all them signals in smoke
I'm on rodeo, getting high just for the drive
No hope
For the way that you do folk
But everywhere that you go
All you gotta do is hit me, I'll slide
Outside
In some brand new shit, outside
(Yeah, huh)
When you see me, i'm lit outside
The way we had to live
Might pull up with a badder bitch
Don't fight that shit
Alright now, get
I just blew a bag with an army
Twenty at barney's
Spent that shit calmly
Who am I?
(Who am I, Who am I?)
Love felt real
But you ain't have no fun with that
Fuck how they feel
Get a check, go run a bag
Up! Up!
No, No
Fool me once, the shame on you
Fool me twice
Who really running game on who?
Reputation speaking numbers
Got a name on you
I even heard a couple niggas got a claim on you
Rooftop, I'm at the party
With the zatty in my body
Talking to a thotty
Gucci, with the Ricky Bobby
If I take her to the crib
Then you know it's not a prolly
Wrote a letter to my ex
And all I had to say was sorry
Don't ask who did it
You know I did it again
We was praying up to God
Then he sent us a Benz
I was praying to show the fake, he started showing my friends
Who am I to act oblivious, and ever pretend?
There was times when I thought
The struggle never would end
Stuck in a Love-Hate cycle
High with my friends
And how the fake look like you?
You turned it to ten
(Probably why I'm making songs instead of making amends)
Brought it out of me
I don't give a fuck
At least they proud of me
Especially when them pussy niggas doubted me
Now I'm in the W
It's like a nigga won the lottery
I shaped my whole life, like it's pottery (oh, oh, oh)
I let you get to me once now baby
But I'll never
(Never let you in again, No no)
Blue notes
For every message you wrote
For all them signals in smoke
I'm on rodeo, getting high just for the drive
No hope
For the way that you do folk
But everywhere that you go
All you gotta do is hit me, I'll slide
Outside
In some brand new shit, outside
(Yeah, huh)
When you see me, i'm lit outside
The way we had to live
Might pull up with a badder bitch
Don't fight that shit
Alright now, get
I just blew a bag with an army
Twenty at barney's
Spent that shit calmly
Who am I?
(Who am I, Who am I?)
Love felt real
But you ain't have no fun with that
Fuck how they feel
Get a check, go run a bag
Up! Up!
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Writer(s): Keegan Moore
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