U Can Do It 2

Clip gotta stay near cus' you know I love to shoot
(I love to shoot)
Clip gotta stay near cus' you know I love to shoot
(Yeah, I love to shoot)
Married to the money, can't fall in love with you
(Fall in love with you)
I played running back, so how could I fumble the bag?
You tell me man, I been in front of you yeah
Clip gotta stay near cus' you know I love to shoot
(Love to shoot)
Clip gotta stay near cus' you know I love to shoot
(I love to shoot)
Married to the money, can't fall in love with you
(Love with you)
Married to the money, can't fall in love with you yeah
(Yeah)

I'm always up to something, I been the trending topic
Bouta' take a vacation, way out to the tropics
Remember they was hating, they told me to stop it
Told them bout my dreams, private jets we in the cockpit
That was a bold statement but it made me chase the profit
From day one knew y'all were faking, had to play you had no option
Saw the future, I was aiming
I knew I had to be famous
In this life, I'm steady pacing
Got a smart bitch, went to Cambridge

Look at me now, I'm the man of the hour
(Look at me now, I'm the)
Look at me now, I'm the man of the hour
(Look at me now, I'm the)
Look at me now, I'm the man of the hour
Look at me now, I'm the man of the hour
(Man of the hour, yeah yeah)

When I came up, the real you came out
Yeah now that I'm up, they wondering how
(How?)
And I got rick that ain't even out
(I got rick)
Man y'all ain't slick been figured it out
(Been figured it out)
And my weed it buss, smoking that loud
(Yeah, yeah)
These niggas I cannot trust, y'all move like clowns
(Move like clowns)
When red and blue come through, you know I'm not around
(Not around)
And we got on suppressors, we won't make a sound
(Make a sound)
Got a hundred rounds, ready to spray you down
(Spray you down)
You say you in the field, in mine you can't touchdown
(Can't touchdown)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)



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Writer(s): Gavin Reid
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