The View

One more time
I don't wanna fake it
You don't even wanna feel like I do
Never wanna be someone you never need
So tell me how you like the view

I used to do everything for you
Now I don't care what you say
Go ahead and go shop for yourself
Cus I don't have the time in my day

I wouldn't spend a damn dime on you baby
I wouldn't give up my life for you baby
I ain't gonna buy a new coupe for you baby
I ain't gonna cop a new purse for you shorty

I'm on my shit again
Im counting dividends
Youngin' so elegant
They see me stepping in
She wanna see me outside
Gotta fit in my schedule
I ain't even tripping
Just let me in

Im lit as shit I got wings on my back
Cus she don't wanna see me in hell again
Try to speed up but I couldn't
I'm going so fast
I don't know where the ceiling is

One more time
I don't wanna fake it
You don't even wanna feel like I do
Never wanna be someone you never need
So tell me how you like the view

Wonder if I'll ever make it
I had a dream I'll wake up in a mansion
Surrounded by piles of money
I give some away
While this Vogue model cooking us bacon
My exes all greedy
All good on the inside she trippin
I swear that these girls got me praying again
I'm good again and I'm lit as a bitch
Cus she don't wanna see me
I'm heaven sent

She get so rude
Diamonds so smooth
Man that pride be a bitch like oh
Acting so new
Always said move
But what could I do
After that loot
Got me chopped and screwed

One more time
I don't wanna fake it
You don't even wanna feel like I do
Never wanna be someone you never need
So tell me how you like the view

I used to do everything for you
Now I don't care what you say
Go ahead and go shop for yourself
Cus I don't have the time in my day

I wouldn't spend a damn dime on you baby
I wouldn't give up my life for you baby
I ain't gonna buy a new coupe for you baby
I ain't gonna cop a new purse for you shorty

I'm on my shit again
Im counting dividends
Youngin' so elegant
They see me stepping in
She wanna see me outside
Gotta fit in my schedule
I ain't even tripping
Just let me in

I'm lit as shit I got wings on my back
Cus she don't wanna see me in hell again
Try to speed up but I couldn't
I'm going so fast
I don't know where the ceiling is

Wonder if I'll ever make it
I had a dream I'll wake up in a mansion
Surrounded by piles of money
I give some away
While this Vogue model cooking us bacon
My exes all greedy
All good on the inside she trippin
I swear that these girls got me praying again
I'm good again and I'm lit as a bitch
Cus she don't wanna see me
I'm heaven sent

She get so rude
Diamonds so smooth
Man that pride be a bitch like oh
Acting so new
Always said move
But what could I do
After that loot
Got me chopped and screwed



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Writer(s): Tristan Robinett
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