steady breathing

Ol girl saying that she gonna leave me
She don't really know what she missing
It's like every time when I'm steady breathing haters really wish that I didn't
You need to get out of your feelings
Get your mind right and out my business
I'm just way too focused on these millions
Tryna to rack that shit up to the ceiling

The strong survive
Worried about me ghosting you I kept my spirit alive
When I looked into your soul is full of demons and lies
You was so predictable so that was not a surprise
You Be up on that wolf in sheep clothing shit
Played my cards but you liked it when I start to fold and shit
Lord help your poor soul that Edgar Allan Poe shit
But you been in some more shit you ho bitch
You reap what you sow bitch I'm on the grind like I'm Jarvis Johnson
No fraction but I got the action like my name Bronson
Don't play with me I'll end your game just like a referee
You know you been a dirty shame when you was stepping me

The bullshit is for the birds
I don't wanna hear your words
You got a whole lotta nerve
Out as you go bitch swerve

Ol girl saying that she gonna leave me
She don't really know what she missing
It's like every time when I'm steady breathing haters really wish that I didn't
You need to get out of your feelings
Get your mind right and out my business
I'm just way too focused on these millions
Tryna to rack that shit up to the ceiling

If its not making me money I don't want it
If it's not making me happy I don't need it
Rather be by myself then being lonely
Cuz I know some of these hoes commit treason
Give me a good reason to change my mind
Because this shit is like a movie I seen many times
It's so hard to do right by these wrongful ass bitches
And some snaking ass niggas cuz they cross you like snitches
When you spread a lot of drama
Just to let you I believe in karma
You praying on me to fall I'm creating commas
And watch your conscience eat you up just like Jeffrey Dahmer

The bullshit is for the birds
I don't wanna hear your words
You got a whole lotta nerve
Out as you go bitch swerve

Ol girl saying that she gonna leave me
She don't really know what she missing
It's like every time when I'm steady breathing haters really wish that I didn't
You need to get out of your feelings
Get your mind right and out my business
I'm just way too focused on these millions
Tryna to rack that shit up to the ceiling



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Dean
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