NO MATTER WHAT (feat. BUDDY JONES)
Is that really the question
I guess the question is
Uh well the truth is baby
I'll be myself no matter what
Bentley down the truck
Imma still shine this light of mine ain't dimming up
I been on my own it been so long that I don't trust
So I'm the last nigga that you'll catch movin off of lust
Every move I make is with intention I don't rush
Why every time it's late I say I'm working you be fussing
Nigga on a mission
Put the feelings to the side
We can do a friendship
But I know you like this dick inside
Kush for the edge we use to post at the bus stop
Now we up in Cedes Benz only push the best stock
Reminisce on bitches who swear to god they was back bone
Same women same intentions sent em back home
All the bad bitches like trappers rappers & athletes
Still the same nigga was cooking fries in the back
Seasons change now the whip & chain hitting different
Cause uh I ain't scared to risk it all to get it back
All the bad bitches like trappers rappers & athletes
Still the same nigga was cooking fries in the back
Seasons change now the whip & chain hitting different
Cause uh I ain't scared to risk it all to get it back
I don't need no bitch to build me up
I been through enough
I wasn't born rich but everyday I live it up
We all seen some niggas we call brudda switching up
How the fuck I say I love her I don't got no trust
Back against the wall if I went broke would you stand up
Wear emotions on my sleeve I don't got time to add em up
She like do you really picture us on top
Or just yourself
I been working on this shit all by myself
And I can't flock
If you was here today and gone tomorrow this shit won't stop
What's meant to be is meant to be and girl I ain't gone lie
With or without you niggas still gone drop the fye
With out or without you nigga still peak at the top yuh yuh
Uh
Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh
Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh
Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh
Mind of a maniac
But watch me make it happen
Who knew you could make a couple million with a passion
Who knew I could make a couple million off of rapping
Nigga drowning in & out that classroom wasn't me
Had to pick another route them diamonds don't come cheap uh
If I pick the quicker route the price I pay is steep yeah
Mind of a maniac done built it off a piece
On my own I built it up no taking away from me
I'll be myself no matter what
Bentley down the truck
Imma still shine this light of mine ain't dimming up
I been on my own it been so long that I don't trust
So I'm the last nigga that you'll catch movin off of lust
Every move I make is with intention I don't rush
Why every time it's late I say I'm working you be fussing
Nigga on a mission
Put the feelings to the side
We can do a friendship
But I know you like this dick inside
Kush for the edge we use to post at the bus stop
Now we up in Cedes Benz only push the best stock
Reminisce on bitches who swear to god they was back bone
Same women same intentions sent em back home
All the bad bitches like trappers rappers & athletes
Still the same nigga was cooking fries in the back
Seasons change now the whip & chain hitting different
Cause uh I ain't scared to risk it all to get it back
I guess the question is
Uh well the truth is baby
I'll be myself no matter what
Bentley down the truck
Imma still shine this light of mine ain't dimming up
I been on my own it been so long that I don't trust
So I'm the last nigga that you'll catch movin off of lust
Every move I make is with intention I don't rush
Why every time it's late I say I'm working you be fussing
Nigga on a mission
Put the feelings to the side
We can do a friendship
But I know you like this dick inside
Kush for the edge we use to post at the bus stop
Now we up in Cedes Benz only push the best stock
Reminisce on bitches who swear to god they was back bone
Same women same intentions sent em back home
All the bad bitches like trappers rappers & athletes
Still the same nigga was cooking fries in the back
Seasons change now the whip & chain hitting different
Cause uh I ain't scared to risk it all to get it back
All the bad bitches like trappers rappers & athletes
Still the same nigga was cooking fries in the back
Seasons change now the whip & chain hitting different
Cause uh I ain't scared to risk it all to get it back
I don't need no bitch to build me up
I been through enough
I wasn't born rich but everyday I live it up
We all seen some niggas we call brudda switching up
How the fuck I say I love her I don't got no trust
Back against the wall if I went broke would you stand up
Wear emotions on my sleeve I don't got time to add em up
She like do you really picture us on top
Or just yourself
I been working on this shit all by myself
And I can't flock
If you was here today and gone tomorrow this shit won't stop
What's meant to be is meant to be and girl I ain't gone lie
With or without you niggas still gone drop the fye
With out or without you nigga still peak at the top yuh yuh
Uh
Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh
Yuh Yuh
Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh
Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh Yuh Yuh Yeah Yuh
Mind of a maniac
But watch me make it happen
Who knew you could make a couple million with a passion
Who knew I could make a couple million off of rapping
Nigga drowning in & out that classroom wasn't me
Had to pick another route them diamonds don't come cheap uh
If I pick the quicker route the price I pay is steep yeah
Mind of a maniac done built it off a piece
On my own I built it up no taking away from me
I'll be myself no matter what
Bentley down the truck
Imma still shine this light of mine ain't dimming up
I been on my own it been so long that I don't trust
So I'm the last nigga that you'll catch movin off of lust
Every move I make is with intention I don't rush
Why every time it's late I say I'm working you be fussing
Nigga on a mission
Put the feelings to the side
We can do a friendship
But I know you like this dick inside
Kush for the edge we use to post at the bus stop
Now we up in Cedes Benz only push the best stock
Reminisce on bitches who swear to god they was back bone
Same women same intentions sent em back home
All the bad bitches like trappers rappers & athletes
Still the same nigga was cooking fries in the back
Seasons change now the whip & chain hitting different
Cause uh I ain't scared to risk it all to get it back
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Jones
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