Risks

Back to the basics I ain't with the fake shit
My time coming soon swear to god we gon' make it
Chances that I take bitch to make it gotta take risks
Building my own world you living in it and you hate it
Back to the basics I ain't with the fake shit
My time coming soon swear to god we gon' make it
Chances that I take bitch to make it gotta take risks
Building my own world you living in it and you hate it

FTG that's the Glo lil ho
'Bout to blow like c4 got both feet in that door
Count my dough Then I roll za you ain't never seen before
Niggas ain't no real thugs they life just like CB4
She like Frosty you so Easty yeah I know yeah I know
Treat a nigga like bye bye birdy get 'em gone get 'em gone
Niggas wanna be like me they Frosty clones they all clones
I'm not gon' take it as flattery watch your tone I'm in my zone
She let me bone and now she blowing up my phone cause she want real a nigga to
Leave her back in shambles roll a wood and then get on
I got all my shit on my own but niggas swear they put me on
But they broke while my pockets stuffed with green like a raw cone
Me and Meyer got some shit that they ain't on can't be on
One of one shit bitch we can't be you we on our own
Before you try and start some shit reconsider leave me alone
Cause if not then Imma send yo ass right back where you belong

Back to the basics I ain't with the fake shit
My time coming soon swear to god we gon' make it
Chances that I take bitch to make it gotta take risks
Building my own world you living in it and you hate it
Back to the basics I ain't with the fake shit
My time coming soon swear to god we gon' make it
Chances that I take bitch to make it gotta take risks
Building my own world you living in it and you hate it



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Writer(s): Jakob Humphrey
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