Waist Deep
(Damn D. Aitch, is you fucking with this)
She don't entertain the thot things
I don't follow I like to lead
(Gasky got the gas)
She don't entertain the thot things, she know I don't like that
I don't follow I like to lead, keep a target on my back
Hopped in the game I'm waist deep, I lost my luck it came back
Ain't been to strip clubs lately, to busy making arrangements
Can't push securities to the side, look in my eyes, way too much pride to go
We ain't promised for tomorrow, but we got time so we can take it slow
I'm so trained to get this money, for my youngins, so they don't gotta know
We didn't really have nothing, bought designer so it never showed
She gonna get caught in her feelings, if they knock me down while building
From apartments, no alarms, no bare arms, still tote pistols
Hate I had to break you off I'm too sharp like a utensil
No matter who you are think you are, if you're not a star, I might not miss you
Go back we done came too far, you see the hearts got good intentions
Though I knocked down hella broads, I told all them hoes good riddance
Might pull down on her at her job, I wouldn't care if she was stripping
In the cut no I ain't afraid to let actions follow my feelings
They always thought that I was whooping, even when I walked around crippled
Love a bitch thats bad and bougie, with fire like a kindle
Shooting shots at me like cupid, gotta keep this confidential
Grown a passion for the music, cashing out on my to do list
Probably why she calls me papa, I'm having all this blue shit
Electric when we slide no cha cha, you don't want this shit like cooties
Caught a charge I'm in hot water, relaxed like a jacuzzi
Who would've that that he'd cross us, we all went down for snooping
She don't entertain the thot things, she know I don't like that
I don't follow I like to lead, keep a target on my back
Hopped in the game I'm waist deep, I lost my luck it came back
Ain't been to strip clubs lately, to busy making arrangements
Can't push securities to the side, look in my eyes, way too much pride to go
We ain't promised for tomorrow, but we got time so we can take it slow
I'm so trained to get this money, for my youngins, so they don't gotta know
We didn't really have nothing, bought designer so it never showed
She gonna get caught in her feelings
She don't entertain the thot things
I don't follow I like to lead
(Gasky got the gas)
She don't entertain the thot things, she know I don't like that
I don't follow I like to lead, keep a target on my back
Hopped in the game I'm waist deep, I lost my luck it came back
Ain't been to strip clubs lately, to busy making arrangements
Can't push securities to the side, look in my eyes, way too much pride to go
We ain't promised for tomorrow, but we got time so we can take it slow
I'm so trained to get this money, for my youngins, so they don't gotta know
We didn't really have nothing, bought designer so it never showed
She gonna get caught in her feelings, if they knock me down while building
From apartments, no alarms, no bare arms, still tote pistols
Hate I had to break you off I'm too sharp like a utensil
No matter who you are think you are, if you're not a star, I might not miss you
Go back we done came too far, you see the hearts got good intentions
Though I knocked down hella broads, I told all them hoes good riddance
Might pull down on her at her job, I wouldn't care if she was stripping
In the cut no I ain't afraid to let actions follow my feelings
They always thought that I was whooping, even when I walked around crippled
Love a bitch thats bad and bougie, with fire like a kindle
Shooting shots at me like cupid, gotta keep this confidential
Grown a passion for the music, cashing out on my to do list
Probably why she calls me papa, I'm having all this blue shit
Electric when we slide no cha cha, you don't want this shit like cooties
Caught a charge I'm in hot water, relaxed like a jacuzzi
Who would've that that he'd cross us, we all went down for snooping
She don't entertain the thot things, she know I don't like that
I don't follow I like to lead, keep a target on my back
Hopped in the game I'm waist deep, I lost my luck it came back
Ain't been to strip clubs lately, to busy making arrangements
Can't push securities to the side, look in my eyes, way too much pride to go
We ain't promised for tomorrow, but we got time so we can take it slow
I'm so trained to get this money, for my youngins, so they don't gotta know
We didn't really have nothing, bought designer so it never showed
She gonna get caught in her feelings
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Writer(s): Willie Cowan
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