Intro (Don't Understand Me)
I been feeling overjoyed
Put the money over noise
The beat getting destroyed
Something I cannot avoid
Dealing with all these problems nigga
I ain't got time for no extra feelings
I ain't got time for no bitch, no time for a nigga
Cause I got my head on the ceiling
Know a nigga showing fake love but he still claim he been the realest
Know these bitches feel me even though I'm never nowhere near em
Maybe she love me
Maybe she hate me
Maybe that maybe will always be a maybe
Maybe that 30 could turn to a eighty
Maybe that Camry could turn to Mercedes
I'm a cool nigga but I don't move shady
Unless you forcing me nigga don't make me
Feel like I'm heating up, money coming out the bank
I got more rolls than a bakery
Don't think she want me she been tryna shake me
Testing my confidence you tryna break me
Imma just keep on rapping I don't care about fame
Or how ever long it's gon take me
I'm a firm nigga its hard to persuade me
Opps on the lookout they tryna evade me
Ima just keep on rapping till they can't ignore me
They gon have no option but to play me
Hit Dior and I cop out for everybody
Up the score and that shit go for anybody
If I shitted on you then I'm very sorry
But its nothing I shitted on everybody
All my niggas be fucking with bad bitches
If you want us then come with that bag witcha
She consuming me think she a soul eater
I got drip like I'm sipping a 4 liter
IG model she swear she a baddie
Girl I don't give a fuck if you verified
You not even that bad in my pair of eyes
Without makeup you be looking terrifying
Oh my fault I didn't mean to just to tell the truth
If you hurting I'm sorry I shoulda lied
Do whatever it takes for the enterprise
She be sucking on me like its dinner time
Least' you got to see me
I don't make time for none of these hoes
I don't make time
I'm by my doly you think I was prime
My flow is holy I'm gifted with rhymes
They did me crazy and I let em play me
But I swear to god its gon be the last time
I got no trust or no love for these bitches
So I fuck em once and then tell em goodbye
These niggas try act like they getting they cake up
But I know these niggas be fronting
If I come in the game, then you know it's gonna shakeup
You know the whole shit gon be jumping
She gon fuck with me cause I got the money
But no bitch I ain't buying you nothing
Bitch you diff don't ask for a hundred
I done came out the water I'm flooded
I don't think they understand me, no they don't
Cooking in the kitchen Gordon Ramsey, brand new coat
Grabbing on my dick she getting handsy, I passed her right to Manley
I'm valid any city ain't no way that they could ban me
Brand new Benz, GLE, skrt off in a AMG
They told me keep going give a shoutout to lil' Angie
The way that I be flexing know these niggas cannot stand me
Put my funds in my pocket I know niggas gonna envy
Ain't no way they could end me, like Cleo ima go out shooting
Bullets hit his heart and it made it stop that's just for acting foolish
Feens up on the block, they come and shop, and then I bag the units
And I need a foreign, but first I might go and snatch a Buick
Boom, boom, boom
That's for acting stupid
Shooting, spitting, hitting niggas, that's just what my gadget doing
Lamborghini dreams, just for that I might go snatch a Urus
Never leave my team, life ain't never what it seems
Niggas so two-faced, I brush her off like she toothpaste
Got no time for beefing I say "Fuck it I'm too paid"
I put the diamonds in the rag, and then I wrapped it in the safe
They tryna tell me be safe, I know the cops don't like my race
I worked hard for my earnings
She got couple bodies but she told me she a virgin
Smoke a doady, lift it up, just to get right with my urges
Niggas turned they backs on me, I know it was on purpose
Can't live life being nervous
I don't think they understand me, no they don't
Cooking in the kitchen Gordon Ramsey, brand new coat
Grabbing on my dick she getting handsy, I passed her right to Manley
I'm valid any city ain't no way that they could ban me
Put the money over noise
The beat getting destroyed
Something I cannot avoid
Dealing with all these problems nigga
I ain't got time for no extra feelings
I ain't got time for no bitch, no time for a nigga
Cause I got my head on the ceiling
Know a nigga showing fake love but he still claim he been the realest
Know these bitches feel me even though I'm never nowhere near em
Maybe she love me
Maybe she hate me
Maybe that maybe will always be a maybe
Maybe that 30 could turn to a eighty
Maybe that Camry could turn to Mercedes
I'm a cool nigga but I don't move shady
Unless you forcing me nigga don't make me
Feel like I'm heating up, money coming out the bank
I got more rolls than a bakery
Don't think she want me she been tryna shake me
Testing my confidence you tryna break me
Imma just keep on rapping I don't care about fame
Or how ever long it's gon take me
I'm a firm nigga its hard to persuade me
Opps on the lookout they tryna evade me
Ima just keep on rapping till they can't ignore me
They gon have no option but to play me
Hit Dior and I cop out for everybody
Up the score and that shit go for anybody
If I shitted on you then I'm very sorry
But its nothing I shitted on everybody
All my niggas be fucking with bad bitches
If you want us then come with that bag witcha
She consuming me think she a soul eater
I got drip like I'm sipping a 4 liter
IG model she swear she a baddie
Girl I don't give a fuck if you verified
You not even that bad in my pair of eyes
Without makeup you be looking terrifying
Oh my fault I didn't mean to just to tell the truth
If you hurting I'm sorry I shoulda lied
Do whatever it takes for the enterprise
She be sucking on me like its dinner time
Least' you got to see me
I don't make time for none of these hoes
I don't make time
I'm by my doly you think I was prime
My flow is holy I'm gifted with rhymes
They did me crazy and I let em play me
But I swear to god its gon be the last time
I got no trust or no love for these bitches
So I fuck em once and then tell em goodbye
These niggas try act like they getting they cake up
But I know these niggas be fronting
If I come in the game, then you know it's gonna shakeup
You know the whole shit gon be jumping
She gon fuck with me cause I got the money
But no bitch I ain't buying you nothing
Bitch you diff don't ask for a hundred
I done came out the water I'm flooded
I don't think they understand me, no they don't
Cooking in the kitchen Gordon Ramsey, brand new coat
Grabbing on my dick she getting handsy, I passed her right to Manley
I'm valid any city ain't no way that they could ban me
Brand new Benz, GLE, skrt off in a AMG
They told me keep going give a shoutout to lil' Angie
The way that I be flexing know these niggas cannot stand me
Put my funds in my pocket I know niggas gonna envy
Ain't no way they could end me, like Cleo ima go out shooting
Bullets hit his heart and it made it stop that's just for acting foolish
Feens up on the block, they come and shop, and then I bag the units
And I need a foreign, but first I might go and snatch a Buick
Boom, boom, boom
That's for acting stupid
Shooting, spitting, hitting niggas, that's just what my gadget doing
Lamborghini dreams, just for that I might go snatch a Urus
Never leave my team, life ain't never what it seems
Niggas so two-faced, I brush her off like she toothpaste
Got no time for beefing I say "Fuck it I'm too paid"
I put the diamonds in the rag, and then I wrapped it in the safe
They tryna tell me be safe, I know the cops don't like my race
I worked hard for my earnings
She got couple bodies but she told me she a virgin
Smoke a doady, lift it up, just to get right with my urges
Niggas turned they backs on me, I know it was on purpose
Can't live life being nervous
I don't think they understand me, no they don't
Cooking in the kitchen Gordon Ramsey, brand new coat
Grabbing on my dick she getting handsy, I passed her right to Manley
I'm valid any city ain't no way that they could ban me
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Dinsi
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