Way I See It (feat. Kevin Powers)
Could you play that song for me
Could you play it
Yeah, hold on
It's my favorite song
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, now
Way I see it you gon' need me
Ain't no question, you'll be fienin'
I can't front like you ain't secret
Only call you when I'm tweakin'
I've been tryna slow my mind down
It's funny when they try to hit my line now
Could lay it on the table get it all out
But fuck all that, I'm finna ball out
Way I'm set up she leanin' on me
I finish my cup and she beamin' at me
Her last nigga couldn't swing a bill like this so don't interrupt
I let it speak
Spendin' this money becomin' a habit
I don't even like her like that
I do it for days I ain't have it
I move out of spite well it's that
Or maybe I know what I'm doin'
I know I'll be stuck in her head for a minute
Bae don't get up it's espress after dinner
Three beans
Won't talk about Paris like we ain't all did it
But you ain't in Matignon you is outside
Fresh off the jet we splittin' up squares
I might take it all I'm feelin' alive
My sunnies are down ain't nowhere to hide
I'm pickin' up slang from too many vibes
That was a tangent well damn
You all out of time
Okay, now
Way I see it you gon' need me
Ain't no question, you'll be fienin'
I can't front like you ain't secret
Only call you when I'm tweakin'
I've been tryna slow my mind down
It's funny when they try to hit my line now
Could lay it on the table get it all out
But fuck all that, I'm finna ball out
Yeah
It ain't no question know we finessin'
Five to a ten I just doubled investments
B to a D I just doubled her breastes
Spend his advance on a brand new necklace
Oo ain't even tryna flex but it's cool
I ain't been broke since I left school
They think I was next but I knew
I done made a hundred bands in my room
Yeah spendin' these checks I had to have it
Racks disappearing on me like it's magic
Born to make this shit I gotta have it
They hate on me cause they broke and they mad
And I don't know the feeling I'm guessin' it's tragic
Sideline talkin' like them boys at practice
They watchin' me do shit I never imagined
Okay, now
Way I see it you gon' need me
Ain't no question, you'll be fienin'
I can't front like you ain't secret
Only call you when I'm tweakin'
I've been tryna slow my mind down
It's funny when they try to hit my line now
Could lay it on the table get it all out
But fuck all that, I'm finna ball out
Finna ball out
Finna ball out
Could you play it
Yeah, hold on
It's my favorite song
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, now
Way I see it you gon' need me
Ain't no question, you'll be fienin'
I can't front like you ain't secret
Only call you when I'm tweakin'
I've been tryna slow my mind down
It's funny when they try to hit my line now
Could lay it on the table get it all out
But fuck all that, I'm finna ball out
Way I'm set up she leanin' on me
I finish my cup and she beamin' at me
Her last nigga couldn't swing a bill like this so don't interrupt
I let it speak
Spendin' this money becomin' a habit
I don't even like her like that
I do it for days I ain't have it
I move out of spite well it's that
Or maybe I know what I'm doin'
I know I'll be stuck in her head for a minute
Bae don't get up it's espress after dinner
Three beans
Won't talk about Paris like we ain't all did it
But you ain't in Matignon you is outside
Fresh off the jet we splittin' up squares
I might take it all I'm feelin' alive
My sunnies are down ain't nowhere to hide
I'm pickin' up slang from too many vibes
That was a tangent well damn
You all out of time
Okay, now
Way I see it you gon' need me
Ain't no question, you'll be fienin'
I can't front like you ain't secret
Only call you when I'm tweakin'
I've been tryna slow my mind down
It's funny when they try to hit my line now
Could lay it on the table get it all out
But fuck all that, I'm finna ball out
Yeah
It ain't no question know we finessin'
Five to a ten I just doubled investments
B to a D I just doubled her breastes
Spend his advance on a brand new necklace
Oo ain't even tryna flex but it's cool
I ain't been broke since I left school
They think I was next but I knew
I done made a hundred bands in my room
Yeah spendin' these checks I had to have it
Racks disappearing on me like it's magic
Born to make this shit I gotta have it
They hate on me cause they broke and they mad
And I don't know the feeling I'm guessin' it's tragic
Sideline talkin' like them boys at practice
They watchin' me do shit I never imagined
Okay, now
Way I see it you gon' need me
Ain't no question, you'll be fienin'
I can't front like you ain't secret
Only call you when I'm tweakin'
I've been tryna slow my mind down
It's funny when they try to hit my line now
Could lay it on the table get it all out
But fuck all that, I'm finna ball out
Finna ball out
Finna ball out
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Janczak
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