C4L

Damn shit move too fast
Damn I miss my dad
Guess that shit too bad
Still gon count my cash
I can't get too sad

I ain't never have to
Hold ya hand, Make demands
Tell you come back, Just be a man
Bigger walls, Harder falls
Ima spill it on tour
Big pure fans and they only want more
Encore chants, Ima get it one more
Ima just advance in the middle of the
Made new friends
I'm gon dash
Count my cash
Life too fast
Flip the flask
Break the glass
I'm down bad
Never had to boast
Just gon flip on 4s
What, tell em I'm in my mood
Tell 'em don't flip the code
She just want her slow dance
I just want my rolls
Nah I ain't sharing my goals
You know how this goes
Why life can't just glow
Pops done up my flow
Things I'll never understands
She offer hands, Know just how calm a man, I'm fallin' in
I put it in the what?
Talk like champ, girl shit get rough
Feel my hands, I'll put it in her guts
Talk like mans, girl I got you stuck
Talkin' bout the money, I been putting in the bucks

Damn I miss dad
Damn that shit too bad
Try my best don't crash
I was up still bad
This won't be my last
I'll just count my, cash
Damn I'm bout to spazz
Know she up to crash
Damn this bitch too bad
I just wanna splash
Hit her with this gas
Know I'm on the max
Tell Em I'm up on cash
Why life just so
Girl just hold that down
I'm out in fields
I'm with my cousins
Tryna up the bands, Im tired of workin with a budget
I can't miss this chance, I'll just advance, You know I does it
I was out in public
Wishin niggas tried me for my thuggin'
Boy I know I'm bugging
Need to leave some room for loving



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Writer(s): Branden Calloway
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