Hear Me

Airing it out I ain't talkin bout business the windows all up
We put opps in the air
Taking my kindness for weakness
I don't really like it it's over I'm stopping it there

Won't wait in line for no sneakers you buggin
I'll go and hit flight club and cop me a pair

Heard a lil rumor about an investment
So now I'm invested and copping a share
And I'm rockin some shades and the stopping the glare
No they didn't have time they did not get prepared
I got some money and I got some bitches
It one thing I'm not bet I'm not getting scared

I run the show
Imma go get mine you not getting yours and they not getting theirs

Don't take advice from a person who tells you bout problems you have
But ain't tryina see theres
Bitches wanna do this shit everywhere we go you know
That she deep throat im sick as it gets

This bitch legit
She make it nasty if you wanna learn she can teach you a trick

I call her drip multiple meanings
Cuz shorty she fly and she tryina eat dick
Careful with words come to the woods talking crazy
You brave or you tryina see sticks

Let's take a trip travel the south for the winter
We ain't go no time to be brick
It's way more to see than just bing
So let's get a flight or we hopping a ship
Come ride the wave

Life is amazing yeah god is so good but ain't tryina meet him
If you wanna play with my family just look up
And ask the last person you tryina meet him?
Pour out a drink that's for the fallen my nigga
I wish he was here I would pass it to him

Callin me outta my name like you tough boy
You tryina make me an assassin again?
Spinning the block of his body don't drop we respin and then blast it again
You better answer my question the first time I ask
Cuz I bet I won't ask you again got my back to the wind
And they know that I'm up if you want an assist you should pass it to him
Making it count in the clutch
They can't stop me we only down one it's a basket to win

Told you I got it shouldn't be shocking
If I'm in the club then the strap gettin in it
Got one in the head and got six in the clip
Imma leave that bitch empty a passionate win

Leave me alone shit could get tragic
I'm on the offense I've attacking the rim hittin my target
I tried to stay low but I made a mistake it won't Happen again

Talking the talk and I'm walking the walk of the money get low
Imma stack it again
Try to stay calm don't poke the bear they look peaceful
But really a savage within

The path that I'm walking is cool
But I feel like I'm walking to slow and the path gettin thin
Like a volcano I haven't erupted in years but I guess I'll go active again



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Writer(s): Samuel Green
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