This Far

These folks dey got me fuck up, dey gon know I stay consistant
Lords knows I wouldn't got this far, if I hadna listened
I knew da only da way to carry a dream is have a vision
Just don't let'em drag you thru da dirt, you stay driven
I'm on money make mission to get these millions
I'm da jungle, gotta watch out for dem reptilians
I need some space, I'm tryna find peace
But Dey not hearing me
Dey say love a four letter word but dat ain't guaranteed
I learned not to put my trust in bitches, now I fuck and leave
I know dey tryna get to what Dey want, Dey fucking to succeed
I had to fuck with her, cuz she's a head hunter
I knew she was prostitute she gave me head behind a dumpster
I couldn't blame her, she gon Make do for her children
Make sure Dey have a place to laid their heads was a given
I don't get along with BMs, I call'em rachet
Bitches stay tooted up and looking for dat action
I like how Dey try playing you for a fool and get played
But then Dey wanna go on instagram and throw shade
I didn't have nobody to call on, my lil bitch was raw
She be tryna scroll thru my phone and say I'm caught
When she hit me from her besties phone, we end up talking
Then she tried to turn dat shit around and said I'm stalking
She just mad I got others bitches and I dogged her
Don't hate da player, hate da game
I'm just wanted a nut

I kept my back against da wall, while playing da field
Don't be falling in no unfamiliar spots, you could get killed
Ima keep my outlet wit this 40, walking to da back
I try to be light as possible, ion be toting no baggage
I can't understand why dey be blowing my phone up wit da rumors
Like Dey tryna get a rise out of a nigga, but ima a trooper
I neva even thought I'd get this far, my dreams are lucid
I'm always tryna keep a clear mind and execute it
I got dreams and aspirations can I make it
Dey would black ball a nigga to keep from playing it
I still kept my head up, I know I got I'm facing
I learned to stop avoiding everythang and just embrace it
Understand don't sit and waste nobody's time if your not listening
Cuz some of these brods don't have dat much more sense than a chicken
Either way, whether right or wrong, I'm still fucking witcha
Baby girl you know I'm too vested, I'm not risking it



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Writer(s): Christopher Pelt
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