envy
Yeah, see how these niggas, they envy you
Don't you compare me to none of these lames
Look at this shit, I done did for you
Yeah, know I try to give you the game
But you ain't even wanna listen to it
Yeah, I sold out the cane
Now I've been trappin' that bitch
Junkie asked me can you hold somethin'
Beat it out you like you stole somethin'
Shopping bags, then we road run
From Mexico up to Arizona
I'm in a ghost, and it's paranormal
Wit' your hoe, in the spur of the moment
Belt buckle, it was Ferragamo
Make that choppa sing, it'd be a long summer
Been the same since your brother died
When that choppa sing, it make your mama cry
And i'm steady screamin' fuck the other side (and i'm steady screamin' fuck the other side)
Heard what they said and it's all hype
I was swervin' the Bentley with frog eye
Hit my first lick, it was alright
Thought he was buying some lean, but I sold that boy Robitussin
Better charge it to the gang, cause I don't owe you nothing (no, I don't owe you nothing, yeah)
Say she wanna give me brain, baby give me some
Ride around in that Mulsanne
See the mothafucka comin'
Your money funny like a meme
Count a hunny bun and it's sweet
You won't there when I was bleedin'
But ain't no emotion from a king
Pour that wock inside a soda cream
I know everything ain't what it seem
I don't wanna drive in none cheap
In my rear view I'm clutching that heat (clutch it)
Yeah, see how these niggas, they envy you
Don't you compare me to none of these lames
Look at this shit, I done did for you
Yeah, know I try to give you the game
But you ain't even wanna listen to it
Yeah, I sold out the cane
Now I've been trappin' that bitch
Junkie asked me can you hold somethin
Beat it out you like you stole somethin
Shopping bags, then we road run
From Mexico up to Arizona
I'm in a ghost, and it's paranormal
Wit' your hoe, in the spur of the moment
Belt buckle, it was Ferragamo
Make that choppa sing, it'd be a long summer
I'm in the Ghost, yeah, it's paranormal
Wit' your ho in the spur of the moment
Don't you compare me to none of these lames
Look at this shit, I done did for you
Yeah, know I try to give you the game
But you ain't even wanna listen to it
Yeah, I sold out the cane
Now I've been trappin' that bitch
Junkie asked me can you hold somethin'
Beat it out you like you stole somethin'
Shopping bags, then we road run
From Mexico up to Arizona
I'm in a ghost, and it's paranormal
Wit' your hoe, in the spur of the moment
Belt buckle, it was Ferragamo
Make that choppa sing, it'd be a long summer
Been the same since your brother died
When that choppa sing, it make your mama cry
And i'm steady screamin' fuck the other side (and i'm steady screamin' fuck the other side)
Heard what they said and it's all hype
I was swervin' the Bentley with frog eye
Hit my first lick, it was alright
Thought he was buying some lean, but I sold that boy Robitussin
Better charge it to the gang, cause I don't owe you nothing (no, I don't owe you nothing, yeah)
Say she wanna give me brain, baby give me some
Ride around in that Mulsanne
See the mothafucka comin'
Your money funny like a meme
Count a hunny bun and it's sweet
You won't there when I was bleedin'
But ain't no emotion from a king
Pour that wock inside a soda cream
I know everything ain't what it seem
I don't wanna drive in none cheap
In my rear view I'm clutching that heat (clutch it)
Yeah, see how these niggas, they envy you
Don't you compare me to none of these lames
Look at this shit, I done did for you
Yeah, know I try to give you the game
But you ain't even wanna listen to it
Yeah, I sold out the cane
Now I've been trappin' that bitch
Junkie asked me can you hold somethin
Beat it out you like you stole somethin
Shopping bags, then we road run
From Mexico up to Arizona
I'm in a ghost, and it's paranormal
Wit' your hoe, in the spur of the moment
Belt buckle, it was Ferragamo
Make that choppa sing, it'd be a long summer
I'm in the Ghost, yeah, it's paranormal
Wit' your ho in the spur of the moment
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Writer(s): Matthew Reaves
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