Practicez
Ugh
Yeah
Massacre me bitches
Nothing but the same
Ugh
Tired
Tired of this shit boi
Awge
I'm tired of these bitches I'm tired these hoes I'm tired of nothing I'm missing alone keep A Nigga fuck around with my own dough nothing like i got the bitch fuck around with the Dough
Nothing on my dream fucking my four scenes nothing like got that money my dough
Connection my dots connecting them hoes nothing like i cut a bitch on my own dissing Around like i miss on my dreams like I'm counting around like I'm counting these hoes Counting them dm's slide on my own
Counting them fucking deuces hoes let me roll my thots let me catch on my side nothing Let me catch my own fuck a bitch on the side paradise cap of side living on a homicide Nothing like i got that suicide eye
Damm brother
Look at me brother
Nothing like i got that range brother
Look at me hundred my slang brother
Copping on hundred on the slang brother
Yang brother
Tang brother
Nothing like i got that range brother
Nothing like i got my fame brother
Look at my bars and my shame brother
Look at i'm drinking the liquor
Call me young gravy nigga with the liquor pretty boi ski miss around with the hitter hit her So hard mess around with my fame and my own
Practice, practice, practice bitch i ride my own practice nonsense nothing like i cut that Bitch on my own
Hundred my bitch and i miss the snow and it snowing so hard and i rock it alone and i Dream it on-a road like i'm missing my dough and i play so hard like and rigged it my Own
Nothing like i got my bars and my hoe keep it independent nigga round with my shows Show back with the hundred side messing around with the bubble side nothing like i got That bitch on my own
Rocking alone like i'm rocking vlone got that bitch vlone
Got my money i got my dough
i don't want that bitch no more
Make my money and i make my fame make around like my money my fame
Money, power, respect on my name
Money, power, respect on my name
Look at my mind
I caught nothing I cut my own souls in my eyes
Look at my mind
Tired of these hoes talking their shit running my mouth
Running this sound and I'm missing my side
Slide around like I'm missing my eyes
Looking around like I'm missing my side
Sightings around like I'm missing the shine
Aye bitch
Yeah
Massacre me bitches
Nothing but the same
Ugh
Tired
Tired of this shit boi
Awge
I'm tired of these bitches I'm tired these hoes I'm tired of nothing I'm missing alone keep A Nigga fuck around with my own dough nothing like i got the bitch fuck around with the Dough
Nothing on my dream fucking my four scenes nothing like got that money my dough
Connection my dots connecting them hoes nothing like i cut a bitch on my own dissing Around like i miss on my dreams like I'm counting around like I'm counting these hoes Counting them dm's slide on my own
Counting them fucking deuces hoes let me roll my thots let me catch on my side nothing Let me catch my own fuck a bitch on the side paradise cap of side living on a homicide Nothing like i got that suicide eye
Damm brother
Look at me brother
Nothing like i got that range brother
Look at me hundred my slang brother
Copping on hundred on the slang brother
Yang brother
Tang brother
Nothing like i got that range brother
Nothing like i got my fame brother
Look at my bars and my shame brother
Look at i'm drinking the liquor
Call me young gravy nigga with the liquor pretty boi ski miss around with the hitter hit her So hard mess around with my fame and my own
Practice, practice, practice bitch i ride my own practice nonsense nothing like i cut that Bitch on my own
Hundred my bitch and i miss the snow and it snowing so hard and i rock it alone and i Dream it on-a road like i'm missing my dough and i play so hard like and rigged it my Own
Nothing like i got my bars and my hoe keep it independent nigga round with my shows Show back with the hundred side messing around with the bubble side nothing like i got That bitch on my own
Rocking alone like i'm rocking vlone got that bitch vlone
Got my money i got my dough
i don't want that bitch no more
Make my money and i make my fame make around like my money my fame
Money, power, respect on my name
Money, power, respect on my name
Look at my mind
I caught nothing I cut my own souls in my eyes
Look at my mind
Tired of these hoes talking their shit running my mouth
Running this sound and I'm missing my side
Slide around like I'm missing my eyes
Looking around like I'm missing my side
Sightings around like I'm missing the shine
Aye bitch
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Writer(s): Jonathan Alvarez-perez
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