Make a Move.

I'm sorry
That i didn't do
Everything i had too when I
Broke your heart
Ugh
And baby that's the truth

Yeah maybe you hate me
Well i hate me too
Thought it was for life
Yeah lil bitch got confused
I been throwin hunnids, got my money all bruised
Marry Jane or money baby don't you make me choose
It's like i ain't living sober hit some lines or Make a Move
You could chase em bitches but it's money you gone lose
Not a sore loser but I'd much rather be winning
Cause I'm cutting on my losses had a tell a bitch good riddances
She saying fuck me? phshh
What was that? I just aint hearing it!
Said I get no money, told the bitch to just get serious
My life's a horror movie but they watching like insidious
You taking all her shit i make her kneel while on her period
Like damn
Why you staring? You are Not Ray Charles
Working harder with the talent i provided
Reason why i stay wild
So i can't seem to fold now i gotta cash pile
Like wow
I done ran more miles per hour, Bitch!
I been making more money than your fathers companies
While i'm smoking Cali weed
And i keep the best fucking tree in town
I miss you
Huh?
Do i meet all your desires?
Then why'd you do me dirty bitch? now i don't fuck with liars!
Inspired off the acid bouta eat her like an edible
GOD don't even fuck with me
I'm fucking her premarital
Ugh
I'm breaking necks while looking somewhat indescribable
Bitch I'm the greatest you could find in yo kaleidoscope
It's just the numbers you be seeing unreliable
But then the lyrics you be hearing undeniable
I might've loved you but still dropped you like some adderall
This xanny in my double cup don't fuck with alcohol
When i was lonely, on my lowest might've had to crawl
Now standing tallerm, broke boy just wanna have it all!