ASK ME (feat. Gusto & Q5ive)

I don't like taking too many chances
I don't like having too many answers
So don't ask me - Teach me
Niggas Buck wild playing with passion
In the midst of it all
I got a soft spot for bitches with glasses
If you ask me
I am actively searching for assets
But distracted by South African Asses
Im living my life - knowing
I gotta match my words with my actions
Tryina make a house a home with Rap shit
Dropping Classics
Word to the Moments I took Affrimative Action
Word to the value I'm putting onto my masters
Word to the stress I'll inherit from paying taxes
I don't like keeping slips but I'll have to
Im a natural
Off the rip
My Conversations got me a lot of tips
Its not about Potatoes
It's about the chips
If you my catch my drift
If you didn't know me
Now you know I like to Flip
I made a thousand bucks from Hundred
Look like a Magic Trick
It takes a hundred months
To do what I did with the magic stick
I spend a lot of time thinking what am I gon
Do after this
This is my casual thoughts
I'm at my casual best
You listening to the life a boss
Look at what casual gets

It easy if you ask me
Look I ain't saying im houdini - if you ask me
I'm moving like the Mussalini - if you ask me
But if you niggas don't believe me
You can ask sgi
Thats why you never really see me out
When I'm On the road
When I'm on the phone
You never really see me out
No

It easy if you ask me
Look I ain't saying im houdini - if you ask me
I'm moving like the Mussalini - if you ask me
But if you niggas don't believe me
You can ask sgi
Thats why you never really see me out
When I'm On the road
When I'm on the phone (you never do)
You never really see me out
No

I made It look easy so you ask me
How you did that
Gees man
I just had to catch me
Feel me
I threw myself deep into my past
Seen things I didn't have, coz I got it from ma dad, ish
Need to make a plan G
Now a yung boss hustle till he buckle
Hardly see my friends and I dont have no one to cuddle
It's cold in a World where you valued by your worth
Coz the only change that matters Is the One up in her purse
If you ask me
This type of living is for greedy people not me
Without the paper you not living if you ask me
So I don't sacrificed my love for things That hurt me
Doing bad For Good Things (balance)
Puff until my Lungs be dried it Keeps me happy (Yaw Gusto pass the Blunt)
I Murder beats when on the mic it keep me lively
I'm only lying when she ask me do you love Me
I don't Wanna fantasize too Long if You ask me
If you catch me