Getting Old
Swear this shit getting old
Hop in the back and I'm facing a blunt
Niggas is stressing the end of the month
Heart in his stomach while holding his gun
Soon as we take off we gone on a hunt
Give a fuck if her nails done
Hoe wake up
I'm putting her ass to work
Sit here and count up this bread
It cost me a head
No this shit ain't come from no merch
Swear this shit getting old
Go get you some money then
Want 100 bands don't want 100 friends
Imma hop on this bitch like I'm Money Man
Ain't the only man
That's living like this
know a lot of niggas that would kill for a brick
Or a chance to buy some ice on
To throw on they wrist
Or a Instagram model next to they hip
She a fiesty li'l bitch
I ain't taking no pictures
I be smoking I don't want no liquor
I be cooling I don't want no friction
Got a problem they know imma fix it
Hoe stay out my business
He know when it's game time
He gone slip on a mask
Peep how he rocking all black
Ain't tryna get famous
He don't wanna be famous
Just want him some racks
He a baby gone give him his pacifier
Put his ass to rest gone need his momma
He grew up with no dada
We grew up turned to Shottas
We turned into our nightmares
Hoes get to singing when they get to seeing me
I shoot a movie but I ain't onTNT
Not on tv
But these faking niggas wanna be me
I want whatever it's worth
I take whatever she worth
Come here bae let me gone head
Put the Glock in your purse
It's way to easy to get put on a shirt
Just pay attention imma show how it work
Hop in the back and I'm facing a blunt
Niggas is stressing the end of the month
Heart in his stomach while holding his gun
Soon as we take off we gone on a hunt
Give a fuck if her nails done
Hoe wake up
I'm putting her ass to work
Sit here and count up this bread
It cost me a head
No this shit ain't come from no merch
Swear this shit getting old
Shit getting old
It's a cycle
Hop in the back and I'm facing a blunt
Niggas is stressing the end of the month
Heart in his stomach while holding his gun
Soon as we take off we gone on a hunt
Give a fuck if her nails done
Hoe wake up
I'm putting her ass to work
Sit here and count up this bread
It cost me a head
No this shit ain't come from no merch
Swear this shit getting old
Go get you some money then
Want 100 bands don't want 100 friends
Imma hop on this bitch like I'm Money Man
Ain't the only man
That's living like this
know a lot of niggas that would kill for a brick
Or a chance to buy some ice on
To throw on they wrist
Or a Instagram model next to they hip
She a fiesty li'l bitch
I ain't taking no pictures
I be smoking I don't want no liquor
I be cooling I don't want no friction
Got a problem they know imma fix it
Hoe stay out my business
He know when it's game time
He gone slip on a mask
Peep how he rocking all black
Ain't tryna get famous
He don't wanna be famous
Just want him some racks
He a baby gone give him his pacifier
Put his ass to rest gone need his momma
He grew up with no dada
We grew up turned to Shottas
We turned into our nightmares
Hoes get to singing when they get to seeing me
I shoot a movie but I ain't onTNT
Not on tv
But these faking niggas wanna be me
I want whatever it's worth
I take whatever she worth
Come here bae let me gone head
Put the Glock in your purse
It's way to easy to get put on a shirt
Just pay attention imma show how it work
Hop in the back and I'm facing a blunt
Niggas is stressing the end of the month
Heart in his stomach while holding his gun
Soon as we take off we gone on a hunt
Give a fuck if her nails done
Hoe wake up
I'm putting her ass to work
Sit here and count up this bread
It cost me a head
No this shit ain't come from no merch
Swear this shit getting old
Shit getting old
It's a cycle
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Writer(s): Caleb Lavalais
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