Took Me A Week
Cause it took me a week
To explain all the shit
That be spinning my mental the system be fucked
How you go having a meal everyday
Now you scraping a plate
Really down on your luck?
These people they never say shit
To your face but the moment you drop
They make sure that you stuck
Got me a plan you don't step in my space
Ima show you it's real know you keeping my trust
Talking like Huh
My body different
Jump out the face put the team in the kitchen
You ain't pop shit but you swear that you hit it
I swear on my moms we the only ones winning
I heard you dont fuck with the teams?
Biggest mistake and I know you on bitch shit
Told you we fuck up a scene
All In a year but I swear you won't fix it
Push to the top
Count up a lot
I don't feel stuck got it right out the box
My feelings been shot
Oh what a bummer
Now I done went cold when it turned into summer
I really went cold when I got me a stick
Know I'm tucking my blick
I don't fuck with that clique
But I fuck on his bitch
And she suck on my dick
Then I send that bitch home
And she kiss on your lips
Boy you a bitch if you act like you know me
Bitch open your mouth now I'm telling you speak
Bro you a puppy I'm taking you out
Go and grab me the collar and put on the leash
Remember them times when I felt like I sat in the back
I ain't having no voice on my knees
Now I feel like I leave that shit up to god
So I cock that shit back and I let it release
Cause it took me a week
To explain all the shit
That be spinning my mental the system be fucked
How you go having a meal everyday
Now you scraping a plate
Really down on your luck?
These people they never say shit
To your face but the moment you drop
They make sure that you stuck
Got me a plan you don't step in my space
Ima show you it's real know you keeping my trust
Find me the spot lemme find out it's moving
The team got the drop lemme find out who's choosing
I'm clutching the key when I open the box
When I come for the crown lemme find out who's ruling
The dead end the route
I just put shit through the roof
Bitch ima dog and I'm loose
I just been fucking her too
Pussy ain't special I rate it i give it a two
It took me a month then I realized
These bitches be fake and they really don't offer no help
Straight out the womb
I was taking the heads off these snakes
When I stood in that bitch by myself
I ain't have Ricky or Bobby
No shake and no bake
But I still went and got me the belt
So I'm crossing off names
Know I got me a list
When I put em to bed put they head on my shelf
And it took me a week
To explain all the shit
That be spinning my mental the system be fucked
How you go having a meal everyday
Now you scraping a plate
Really down on your luck?
These people they never say shit
To your face but the moment you drop
They make sure that you stuck
Got me a plan you don't step in my space
Ima show you it's real know you keeping my trust
(Took me a week)
(Took me a month)
(Took me a year)
(And it took me some humps)
(Took me a week)
(Took me a month)
(Took me a year)
(Now I'm back on the top)
To explain all the shit
That be spinning my mental the system be fucked
How you go having a meal everyday
Now you scraping a plate
Really down on your luck?
These people they never say shit
To your face but the moment you drop
They make sure that you stuck
Got me a plan you don't step in my space
Ima show you it's real know you keeping my trust
Talking like Huh
My body different
Jump out the face put the team in the kitchen
You ain't pop shit but you swear that you hit it
I swear on my moms we the only ones winning
I heard you dont fuck with the teams?
Biggest mistake and I know you on bitch shit
Told you we fuck up a scene
All In a year but I swear you won't fix it
Push to the top
Count up a lot
I don't feel stuck got it right out the box
My feelings been shot
Oh what a bummer
Now I done went cold when it turned into summer
I really went cold when I got me a stick
Know I'm tucking my blick
I don't fuck with that clique
But I fuck on his bitch
And she suck on my dick
Then I send that bitch home
And she kiss on your lips
Boy you a bitch if you act like you know me
Bitch open your mouth now I'm telling you speak
Bro you a puppy I'm taking you out
Go and grab me the collar and put on the leash
Remember them times when I felt like I sat in the back
I ain't having no voice on my knees
Now I feel like I leave that shit up to god
So I cock that shit back and I let it release
Cause it took me a week
To explain all the shit
That be spinning my mental the system be fucked
How you go having a meal everyday
Now you scraping a plate
Really down on your luck?
These people they never say shit
To your face but the moment you drop
They make sure that you stuck
Got me a plan you don't step in my space
Ima show you it's real know you keeping my trust
Find me the spot lemme find out it's moving
The team got the drop lemme find out who's choosing
I'm clutching the key when I open the box
When I come for the crown lemme find out who's ruling
The dead end the route
I just put shit through the roof
Bitch ima dog and I'm loose
I just been fucking her too
Pussy ain't special I rate it i give it a two
It took me a month then I realized
These bitches be fake and they really don't offer no help
Straight out the womb
I was taking the heads off these snakes
When I stood in that bitch by myself
I ain't have Ricky or Bobby
No shake and no bake
But I still went and got me the belt
So I'm crossing off names
Know I got me a list
When I put em to bed put they head on my shelf
And it took me a week
To explain all the shit
That be spinning my mental the system be fucked
How you go having a meal everyday
Now you scraping a plate
Really down on your luck?
These people they never say shit
To your face but the moment you drop
They make sure that you stuck
Got me a plan you don't step in my space
Ima show you it's real know you keeping my trust
(Took me a week)
(Took me a month)
(Took me a year)
(And it took me some humps)
(Took me a week)
(Took me a month)
(Took me a year)
(Now I'm back on the top)
Credits
Writer(s): Trey Mcgaa
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