worst

I went and turned up my life
I went and got a new bitch
Cuz you couldn't make this shit right
I went and made some new friends
Dropped a couple I can't even lie
Moving up and it kept me alive
But I still see the hate in they eyes

Wasn't no lane so I made one
Talk to em Lil bitch
Ain't no one finna say nun
Ain't no credit they take sum
Now he got all the swag
But they know where it came from
And I wish they would say sum
Put a dot on his head
Cuz my niggas don't play nun
Boy we posted with ray guns
Send a threat out Lil bitch
Took him back where he came from

And they best cant touch my worst
And that pain can't touch my hurt
My money elegant, my money work
All of it buried its left in the dirt
Don't be calling and crying
I wont say a word, Nah

And they best cant touch my worst
And that pain can't touch my hurt
My money elegant, my money work
All of it buried its left in the dirt
Don't be calling and crying
I wont say a word, Nah



Credits
Writer(s): Styles Croom
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