Rlly Tho

Yeah uh look
All this shit we did it on our own
So much slaps can't use my jack
This cash keep hitting up my phone
Lately I been pearling spliffs
I swear this shit it look just like a cone
This bitch keep stepping out of line
I tell that bitch to watch her tone
Uh yeah

Grinding I feel like a Fiend
If I tell you the shit we did in half a year
Man you wouldn't believe
And I know we gone make it
Cant worry about it
We Planting the seeds
Out in Miami in drop tops
With five bitches we feeling the breeze
And i'm not one to talk a lot
But when we come through them niggas gone see
Yeah uh look
I don't gotta say it
Big Money Big Racks
Whole gang gone pull up in the latest
Know that i'm smoking exotic trees
Sherbmoney got me faded
See it I want it you know imma pay it
If I need it I just might take it
Creed and weed these bitches they jacking the fragrance
I know what they see in me big money they thinking i'm A-list
Lot of model bitches but my favorite ting nameless
And I fucked a lot of niggas bitches in my time now i'm jaded
Really though
I can not fuck with no silly hoe
Lot of niggas from my sides
They thorough I feel like the king of my city though
Yeah I hear you I ain't showing no pity though
We go together but i'm feeling like Diddy though
And I keep a knocks cause you know how that envy go
Loved by most still hated by many though



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Writer(s): Tyler Hall
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