No Distractions
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
Watch a nigga pop his shit yeah
My crew too legit yeah
Bacardi wit no ship yeah
I heard you about yo business yeah
Apply that pressure for real
I know that's far from chill
Stay wit bluish bills
Yo girl know the deal
Lil baby lovin me
Lil baby lovin me hey
She told me she wan fuc
So girl go and demonstrate
No distractions
But she wanna be my dinner plate
Stepping on the gas
Like I'm busting through the gate
I am just a nigga tryna make it through the struggle
Haters always tempting me like I don't mind the trouble
I gotta check my ways and never let em change my energy
Remember they gon love even though they is yo enemy
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
Won't sell my soul for exposure
Life is like a roller coaster
And these bitches wanna know ya
They just need a lil closure
The fuc you think this is
You was second guessin like a quiz
I'ma stay on my shit
You can keep on walkin like a Crip
I don't give 3 fucs
What a nigga talkin bout
If he ain't steppin to my face
Why they wanna act up
Why they tryna get clout
Knowin that they movin real fake
Headed straight to outer space
Slidin on the beat like skates
I'm first place in the race
Y'all need to pick up the pace
No distractions
Keepin focused
I'm impatient
No time for lackin
Can't fuc wit love
Or relations
These bitches love me
My charisma something drastic
If she get attached
I catch ghost
Just like some magic
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
Watch a nigga pop his shit yeah
My crew too legit yeah
Bacardi wit no ship yeah
I heard you about yo business yeah
Apply that pressure for real
I know that's far from chill
Stay wit bluish bills
Yo girl know the deal
Lil baby lovin me
Lil baby lovin me hey
She told me she wan fuc
So girl go and demonstrate
No distractions
But she wanna be my dinner plate
Stepping on the gas
Like I'm busting through the gate
I am just a nigga tryna make it through the struggle
Haters always tempting me like I don't mind the trouble
I gotta check my ways and never let em change my energy
Remember they gon love even though they is yo enemy
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
Won't sell my soul for exposure
Life is like a roller coaster
And these bitches wanna know ya
They just need a lil closure
The fuc you think this is
You was second guessin like a quiz
I'ma stay on my shit
You can keep on walkin like a Crip
I don't give 3 fucs
What a nigga talkin bout
If he ain't steppin to my face
Why they wanna act up
Why they tryna get clout
Knowin that they movin real fake
Headed straight to outer space
Slidin on the beat like skates
I'm first place in the race
Y'all need to pick up the pace
No distractions
Keepin focused
I'm impatient
No time for lackin
Can't fuc wit love
Or relations
These bitches love me
My charisma something drastic
If she get attached
I catch ghost
Just like some magic
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
No distractions
I'm just gettin to that paper yeah
It's a habit
Gettin bitches like a player yeah
Don't fuc wit love I'ma loner
Won't sell my soul for exposure
Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Tariq Thompson
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