Escape
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Haaa
Haaa
Oh
Woah
Woah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, and I need your love, cause girl that shit is my escape
My Grandma called, she said how you doing, said I'm doing great
I'm in the city yeah I'm in new York, not to far from the Empire State
I got a show, but I'm stuck up in traffic, I'm hoping that I'm not to late
And your love is like my drug, its my addiction
Yeah
You'd be up in this spot if you just listened
Yeah
I work hard to put myself in this position
Yeah, Lets go
Yeah
Lotta niggas yeah they want handouts
Got bussdown Cartier frames, gotta wear them so I stand out
A lot of these niggas be mini me's
He want a feature for free, are you kidding me
Fuck out my face nigga tryna belittle me
I fuck his bitch cause that's just how it really be
Yeah
Woah
Take her to Neiman's and buy her Chanel
He crossed the line I'm wishing him well
He crossed the line I'm getting him gone
I put that boy on a shirt, we saying so long
Lot of niggas change up for the money or they change up for the fame
Yeah I remain the same
If you change on gang, hit you wit a stain
Yeah
I don't need your love, cause I been running it up
Turn a five to a ten, then I turn it into a dub
Then I turn it to a hunnid
All these fifties and hunnids
Yeah we making it rain in the club
Yeah we get it in abundance
Thunderstorm every time we pull up
Yeah
Yeah
Every time we pull up
Everybody wanna be your friend now when they see you doing good
Yeah its time to get rich, got your bitch on my dick
Yeah she sucking on the tip
Yeah I finished on her lip, aye
You is a joker, no batman
All im speaking is the facts man
I know why you hating on me
Cause I got big bands
Yeah
Cause I got big bands
I know why you hating on me
Cause I got big bands
Yeah, and I need your love, cause girl that shit is my escape
My Grandma called, she said how you doing, said I'm doing great
I'm in the city yeah I'm in new York, not to far from the Empire State
I got a show, but I'm stuck up in traffic, I'm hoping that I'm not to late
And your love is like my drug, its my addiction
Yeah
You'd be up in this spot if you just listened
Yeah
I work hard to put myself in this position
Yeah, Lets go
Yeah
Yeah
Haaa
Haaa
Oh
Woah
Woah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, and I need your love, cause girl that shit is my escape
My Grandma called, she said how you doing, said I'm doing great
I'm in the city yeah I'm in new York, not to far from the Empire State
I got a show, but I'm stuck up in traffic, I'm hoping that I'm not to late
And your love is like my drug, its my addiction
Yeah
You'd be up in this spot if you just listened
Yeah
I work hard to put myself in this position
Yeah, Lets go
Yeah
Lotta niggas yeah they want handouts
Got bussdown Cartier frames, gotta wear them so I stand out
A lot of these niggas be mini me's
He want a feature for free, are you kidding me
Fuck out my face nigga tryna belittle me
I fuck his bitch cause that's just how it really be
Yeah
Woah
Take her to Neiman's and buy her Chanel
He crossed the line I'm wishing him well
He crossed the line I'm getting him gone
I put that boy on a shirt, we saying so long
Lot of niggas change up for the money or they change up for the fame
Yeah I remain the same
If you change on gang, hit you wit a stain
Yeah
I don't need your love, cause I been running it up
Turn a five to a ten, then I turn it into a dub
Then I turn it to a hunnid
All these fifties and hunnids
Yeah we making it rain in the club
Yeah we get it in abundance
Thunderstorm every time we pull up
Yeah
Yeah
Every time we pull up
Everybody wanna be your friend now when they see you doing good
Yeah its time to get rich, got your bitch on my dick
Yeah she sucking on the tip
Yeah I finished on her lip, aye
You is a joker, no batman
All im speaking is the facts man
I know why you hating on me
Cause I got big bands
Yeah
Cause I got big bands
I know why you hating on me
Cause I got big bands
Yeah, and I need your love, cause girl that shit is my escape
My Grandma called, she said how you doing, said I'm doing great
I'm in the city yeah I'm in new York, not to far from the Empire State
I got a show, but I'm stuck up in traffic, I'm hoping that I'm not to late
And your love is like my drug, its my addiction
Yeah
You'd be up in this spot if you just listened
Yeah
I work hard to put myself in this position
Yeah, Lets go
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Writer(s): Aymen Rakim
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