Rare Thang (feat. Fendi P)
Good luck finding one like me
I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a- yuh, yuh
Uh
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed
Except the pain
Leaving stains, in my lane
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growin' trees, I'm a rare thang
Cars and champagne, misplaced two pinkie rings
I ordered a watch to ease the pain
Chevrolet drippin' and the night skittles in the rain
I was envisioning this when I ain't have a thing
Staying focused, chain smoking, now SM chains
Last night mangling with bitches tangled in my slang
Dying for the light
Shit, a lowdown dirty shame
But it's what they like, and it's what I like
And we slide on the night train
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed
Except the pain
Leaving stains, in my lane
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed
Ain't nothing changed (nothing changed)
Except the pain (except the pain)
Leaving stains, in my lane (in my lane)
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thing
I'm spending money like it was nothing
So let's fuss and just come fuckin'
Treat Mercedes' like collars, 'round guccis, laces, mustard
I was hustlin' every dollar
It was conscious, stretched the product
I bought Prada for my momma
Selling Fours from my Impala
I put Cubans on my collar
Mixing Rugers with these diamonds
Hella yellow gold behind it, boss, I've just cut all that whining
Last thing I need, ho all in my ear, tellin' me shit she heard
Baby please, only time I stressed when I done kissed the curb
Learn some shit, don't waste time on bitches
You can't get it back
Told her ass, don't threaten to leave unless your shit packed
Can't take it back, no, ain't nothing changed
Make 'em stand on that, you know that
Honest never fall, roll my blunts fat
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed
Except the pain
Leaving stains, in my lane
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed
Except the pain
Leaving stains, in my lane
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang
Keep the E in it, Chevys on switches
Bitch, we smokin' weed in it, I don't post 'em in your pictures
You could keep a secret, we can always
Told her rule number one, don't talk about me, uh
Keep the E in it, Chevys on switches
Bitch, we smokin' weed in it, I don't post 'em in your pictures
You could keep a secret, we can always kick it
Told her rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga
That shit they have is suspicious
Will be hitting switches, chef highway dippin'
When does it all end, huh?
I'm on a yacht, can you waterski behind? How much is enough?
I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a- yuh, yuh
Uh
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed
Except the pain
Leaving stains, in my lane
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growin' trees, I'm a rare thang
Cars and champagne, misplaced two pinkie rings
I ordered a watch to ease the pain
Chevrolet drippin' and the night skittles in the rain
I was envisioning this when I ain't have a thing
Staying focused, chain smoking, now SM chains
Last night mangling with bitches tangled in my slang
Dying for the light
Shit, a lowdown dirty shame
But it's what they like, and it's what I like
And we slide on the night train
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed
Except the pain
Leaving stains, in my lane
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed
Ain't nothing changed (nothing changed)
Except the pain (except the pain)
Leaving stains, in my lane (in my lane)
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thing
I'm spending money like it was nothing
So let's fuss and just come fuckin'
Treat Mercedes' like collars, 'round guccis, laces, mustard
I was hustlin' every dollar
It was conscious, stretched the product
I bought Prada for my momma
Selling Fours from my Impala
I put Cubans on my collar
Mixing Rugers with these diamonds
Hella yellow gold behind it, boss, I've just cut all that whining
Last thing I need, ho all in my ear, tellin' me shit she heard
Baby please, only time I stressed when I done kissed the curb
Learn some shit, don't waste time on bitches
You can't get it back
Told her ass, don't threaten to leave unless your shit packed
Can't take it back, no, ain't nothing changed
Make 'em stand on that, you know that
Honest never fall, roll my blunts fat
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed
Except the pain
Leaving stains, in my lane
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang
She complaining and never leave
I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed
Except the pain
Leaving stains, in my lane
Good luck finding one like me
Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang
Keep the E in it, Chevys on switches
Bitch, we smokin' weed in it, I don't post 'em in your pictures
You could keep a secret, we can always
Told her rule number one, don't talk about me, uh
Keep the E in it, Chevys on switches
Bitch, we smokin' weed in it, I don't post 'em in your pictures
You could keep a secret, we can always kick it
Told her rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga
That shit they have is suspicious
Will be hitting switches, chef highway dippin'
When does it all end, huh?
I'm on a yacht, can you waterski behind? How much is enough?
Credits
Writer(s): Shante Franklin, Fendi P, Christopher Oneil Upshaw
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