Pieces

It was just like my first time
High as fuck nigga kicking dust
I had a million thoughts
Million dreams
Millions in the box
Villains in a cult
Got my Nike out the box
Tammy watching for the cops
I pick the call then it drops
Remember all the times I flopped
All the times I took the L
Learning every day and I hustle everyday
And I pray my mama stays
Grow old and watch my space
I'm in space it's a battle of a race in a maze
I'm amazed
It's amazing how I do it
I got you on my mind
With all the buts all the ifs
Got you on my bed
I still see you in my dreams
Got you in positions
And I'm always on a mission Intermission
I took a break from all that
Looking for the money so I made a contact
I'm a super hero
Stacking on more zeros
Ice on me subzero
I'm like John in the Beatles
I know my black skin make me unique
More ice on my neck I can't breathe
Switched it up to bitcoin no counterfeit
Blood on my feet
Kunta Kinte kicks
Love me by all means
Me and my homies
White Lamborghini with black swan
You thought we losing we just won
Love and hate
Mirror images
It's just cleavages
Don't think about it too much don't lust don't fucking rape her

I used to smoke weed blow trees
Fuck it I still smoke weed blow trees
I'm just richer I just got stones on me
And will I looseguard I just live life trust me
I'm trying to focus many pretty girls on me
They be thinking when they gonna meet my mummy
I'm busy jonzing I ain't got nobody on me
I'm just taking what God gave and it's all green
More lean for my niggas eating with me
Big D cheezy datu spreading money
Oti billi with the squeeze shawty real clean
Ojo stacking up that cheque he do it real quick
But still running from the cops shit ain't easy
Someone take me to a time when it was easy
I used to have no naira bills so I did shit
And even though I got them bills I still do shit
Had no loyal bitch just barnies who do eat dick
I want to paint a perfect picture body thick thick
Yeah the pussy red bone
And my hands the pot of gold
Most my niggas on them rose
Mama knew I wanted more
Daddy thought that I was rogue
Sister calling me a thug
Sailing was my life was called
But I dropped it for the box
I'm talking music shit and rocks
Huh so fuck the cops yea

Pussy money weed that's all a nigga need
Pussy money weed that's all a nigga need
Pussy money weed that's all a nigga need
Pussy money weed that's all a nigga need



Credits
Writer(s): Tammy King, Simon Hill, Adam Richards, Matt Tedstone
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