My All

Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one
High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that wasn't enough, huh?
No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust them
Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck some
I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump
I hate that I was too deep in, so young
I done spent two-thirty on a brand new Richard Mille
I been turnt up, I'm the youngest and the richest in my city
All on Twitter, on my dick, because that bitch can't get up with mе
This rapper lifestyle lit callеd it a quits and now she shitty, uh
In my bag, not in my feelings, do I miss it? No, not really
And I know these niggas envy so I'm clutchin' on my semi
With my goon squad, and we won't catch a temp so please don't tempt me
Glock gon' do its job...
You jus killed the stage, Jus rocked it
Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one
High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that wasn't enough, huh?
No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust them
Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck some
I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump
I hate that I was too deep in, so young
I done spent two-thirty on a brand new Richard Mille
I been turnt up, I'm the youngest and the richest in my city
This rapper lifestyle lit callеd it a quits and now she shitty, uh



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Writer(s): Capalot Taurus
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