4th QUARTER
Sure in demand, you show em the man
When them shows in demand
You don't show unless they show you them Ms
This very far from the end
And now you all involved
Ima show you how far
I plan to go to begin with
Synchronicities with me when I step
And I'm close to perfect form like hitting a rep
Keep it a buck, what'd you expect
You thought he was something less
Now you wanna cough shit up off your chest
Ain't no time for that
Really ain't the kind to play games
What is the point
Holding your tongue and not say things
See love is like art
First the chaos, then the painting
I'm just in a form that you see
when the storm clear
Oh yeah, it's that real
I just wanted mine before $30k on the left hand
When I'm wheeling
Leaving me to wonder if her love
Is that real?
That shit
Comes with what they call a drug
And there's mad pills
A tension, with this mic, and love
Shit might cause a grudge
Cause you ain't settling for nothing
And she probly want me
All up on her bumper
But I already gambled long enough
In this love shit
Pushing me way over the ledge
Had me saying Fucc whatever's coming next
When it came to worst, already did my best
This is no stress
A pro with the no flex
And I only post to motivate
I'm hitting goals, next
You all in an era, gotta see it to believe it
And I'm coming from
When you know it then you see it
Power in believing
And them shots that I sent got em lingering
When them shows in demand
You don't show unless they show you them Ms
This very far from the end
And now you all involved
Ima show you how far
I plan to go to begin with
Synchronicities with me when I step
And I'm close to perfect form like hitting a rep
Keep it a buck, what'd you expect
You thought he was something less
Now you wanna cough shit up off your chest
Ain't no time for that
Really ain't the kind to play games
What is the point
Holding your tongue and not say things
See love is like art
First the chaos, then the painting
I'm just in a form that you see
when the storm clear
Oh yeah, it's that real
I just wanted mine before $30k on the left hand
When I'm wheeling
Leaving me to wonder if her love
Is that real?
That shit
Comes with what they call a drug
And there's mad pills
A tension, with this mic, and love
Shit might cause a grudge
Cause you ain't settling for nothing
And she probly want me
All up on her bumper
But I already gambled long enough
In this love shit
Pushing me way over the ledge
Had me saying Fucc whatever's coming next
When it came to worst, already did my best
This is no stress
A pro with the no flex
And I only post to motivate
I'm hitting goals, next
You all in an era, gotta see it to believe it
And I'm coming from
When you know it then you see it
Power in believing
And them shots that I sent got em lingering
Credits
Writer(s): Tajh Moyse
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