Loose Ends
I don't need new friends
You niggas is loose ends
Keep your two cents
And fuck your opinion (fuck em')
Money come and go, plus I move like the wind
She want to get to know me, but...
I won't let her in (hey)
Trap house booming I won't let you in
Spend a bag - Get it back
Do it all again
Might just cop a television
Tell them bitches bring their friends
Bitch I'm fired up
I'm smoking weed don't do no xans (yea, yea)
Let me vent
Boy I'm bent
Drinking Hen' (hen dog)
With my kin
They biting swag
You a clone - you ain't my twin
You ain't popping like I am
Young nigga having them bands (having em)
Niggas be hating they fans
Popping shit around they mans
I be popping rubber bands (popping shit)
Watching my guala expand
Can't work a day job again
Only the real understand
It's all apart of the plan
Part of the plan, damn!
Ion' need new friends
You niggas is loose ends
Keep your two cents
And fuck your opinion
Money come and go, plus I move like the wind
She want to get to know me, but
I won't let her in
Trap house booming I won't let you in
Spend a bag - Get it back
Do it all again
Might just cop a television
Tell them bitches bring their friends
Bitch I'm fired up
I'm smoking weed don't do no xans
Won't put my life on the line for these bankers (nah)
I put my heart in my rhymes for you thinkers (yeah)
I might wear Jay's till I die just for Tinker (uh)
A workaholic, stay home and make bangers (making these bangers)
Ain't no telling how far it'll take me (it ain't no telling)
Momma told me way before he snaked me (member her tell it)
Dropped out of college, my talent kept calling
Put in my hours, James Harden I'm balling
I took a shroom now the sky keep on falling
I come alive
It's like five in the morning
In label offices
Hearing offers
Walk in the Louis store we come here often
Grey bottom on the team is Boston (grey bottom hoe)
If I like it I swipe, fuck what the cost is (fuck what it cost)
I make it happen
Ion do the talkin'
Skate off on these niggas
Eric Coston
I don't need new friends
You niggas is loose ends
Keep your two cents
And fuck your opinion
Money come and go, plus I move like the wind
She want to get to know me, but
I won't let her in
Trap house booming I won't let you in
Spend a bag - Get it back
Do it all again
Might just cop a television
Tell them bitches bring their friends
Bitch I'm fired up
I'm smoking weed don't do no xans
You niggas is loose ends
Keep your two cents
And fuck your opinion (fuck em')
Money come and go, plus I move like the wind
She want to get to know me, but...
I won't let her in (hey)
Trap house booming I won't let you in
Spend a bag - Get it back
Do it all again
Might just cop a television
Tell them bitches bring their friends
Bitch I'm fired up
I'm smoking weed don't do no xans (yea, yea)
Let me vent
Boy I'm bent
Drinking Hen' (hen dog)
With my kin
They biting swag
You a clone - you ain't my twin
You ain't popping like I am
Young nigga having them bands (having em)
Niggas be hating they fans
Popping shit around they mans
I be popping rubber bands (popping shit)
Watching my guala expand
Can't work a day job again
Only the real understand
It's all apart of the plan
Part of the plan, damn!
Ion' need new friends
You niggas is loose ends
Keep your two cents
And fuck your opinion
Money come and go, plus I move like the wind
She want to get to know me, but
I won't let her in
Trap house booming I won't let you in
Spend a bag - Get it back
Do it all again
Might just cop a television
Tell them bitches bring their friends
Bitch I'm fired up
I'm smoking weed don't do no xans
Won't put my life on the line for these bankers (nah)
I put my heart in my rhymes for you thinkers (yeah)
I might wear Jay's till I die just for Tinker (uh)
A workaholic, stay home and make bangers (making these bangers)
Ain't no telling how far it'll take me (it ain't no telling)
Momma told me way before he snaked me (member her tell it)
Dropped out of college, my talent kept calling
Put in my hours, James Harden I'm balling
I took a shroom now the sky keep on falling
I come alive
It's like five in the morning
In label offices
Hearing offers
Walk in the Louis store we come here often
Grey bottom on the team is Boston (grey bottom hoe)
If I like it I swipe, fuck what the cost is (fuck what it cost)
I make it happen
Ion do the talkin'
Skate off on these niggas
Eric Coston
I don't need new friends
You niggas is loose ends
Keep your two cents
And fuck your opinion
Money come and go, plus I move like the wind
She want to get to know me, but
I won't let her in
Trap house booming I won't let you in
Spend a bag - Get it back
Do it all again
Might just cop a television
Tell them bitches bring their friends
Bitch I'm fired up
I'm smoking weed don't do no xans
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Writer(s): Kenneth Dubose Jr
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