Outerspace
I've been cruising down my lane had to step up on my gas
I was snoring on my money now, my pillow stuffed up with cash
Yeah, we money chasing, so I want to count it up with my hands
She was my bitch, but I cut her off I hope she understands
You was in Outerspace cause you gave no time to me
Now I'm focused on myself now, nothing ever stopping me
No more wasting my time
No more taking my time
No more checking my time
This that truth, no lie
Yeah, these bitches turning me down
No change-up hoe go the other way
Once I make my hit, I'll put my friends on then will be okay
But first, I'll buy the whole fam a crib I'll take a vacay gotta live
I'm doing good, I gotta give, I'll let you know I gotta grip
Oh yeah I'm in my zone feeling this I hope it stays
No baby won't switch up I do this shit my way
I learned that accepting failures would get me to the right place
Never ever rushing my shit till I treat it like a race
I've been cruising down my lane had to step up on my gas
I was snoring on my money now, my pillow stuffed up with cash
Yeah, we money chasing, so I want to count it up with my hands
She was my bitch, but I cut her off I hope she understands
You was in Outerspace cause you gave no time to me
Now I'm focused on myself now, nothing ever stopping me
No more wasting my time
No more taking my time
No more checking my time
This that truth, no lie
Drifting off in Outerspace, no lie
You still talking girl? Ha goodbye
No more wasting my time, no lie
This that truth, yeah, no lie
I was snoring on my money now, my pillow stuffed up with cash
Yeah, we money chasing, so I want to count it up with my hands
She was my bitch, but I cut her off I hope she understands
You was in Outerspace cause you gave no time to me
Now I'm focused on myself now, nothing ever stopping me
No more wasting my time
No more taking my time
No more checking my time
This that truth, no lie
Yeah, these bitches turning me down
No change-up hoe go the other way
Once I make my hit, I'll put my friends on then will be okay
But first, I'll buy the whole fam a crib I'll take a vacay gotta live
I'm doing good, I gotta give, I'll let you know I gotta grip
Oh yeah I'm in my zone feeling this I hope it stays
No baby won't switch up I do this shit my way
I learned that accepting failures would get me to the right place
Never ever rushing my shit till I treat it like a race
I've been cruising down my lane had to step up on my gas
I was snoring on my money now, my pillow stuffed up with cash
Yeah, we money chasing, so I want to count it up with my hands
She was my bitch, but I cut her off I hope she understands
You was in Outerspace cause you gave no time to me
Now I'm focused on myself now, nothing ever stopping me
No more wasting my time
No more taking my time
No more checking my time
This that truth, no lie
Drifting off in Outerspace, no lie
You still talking girl? Ha goodbye
No more wasting my time, no lie
This that truth, yeah, no lie
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Writer(s): Brandon Garcia
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