Stuck To Me

You be acting extra, but I must admit that you is pressure
Uhh, I'm picking the bag over pleasure uhh, why couldn't we do this shit together
I tried to put you in that luxury and found out you ain't fuck with me
You bad vibes please don't rub on me
I know it's hard trying to love on me, ain't got no trust on me

What do I say now? Do I fuck around and stay around
We getting too old ain't no point in really playing around
You crossed the line out of bounds ain't no staying now
I will never switch up on my day ones I ain't changing now
Another thing that I would never do is get too famous now
You are not gang I ain't interested in hanging out
I got my reasons I'll explain it now
I'm the realist in the building
Feel like 09' Weezy with no ceilings
Baby get up out your feelings
I ain't hearing the noise you can kill it
I ain't with them boys you can kill em'
You make too much noise you the bitches
Come and get employed to my business
You couldn't even tell who the richest

You be acting extra, but I must admit that you is pressure
Uhh, I'm picking the bag over pleasure uhh, why couldn't we do this shit together
I tried to put you in that luxury and found out you ain't fuck with me
You bad vibes please don't rub on me
I know it's hard trying to love on me, ain't got no trust on me

And I was trippin, I thought you was with it I was wylin for a minute
Got to show me that you get it cause the time really ticking
And I know you won't forget me it's the vibe that you missing
And I'm in this shit to win it know the sky is the limit
Left my ex chick shitty she was sour with lemons
Rolling with the same ten not a thousand of niggas
We don't want to shake hands don't need clout off of Niggas
Gon' black out on these niggas
Do you want me for me
Or is you running a lil scheme for these hunnits you see
It feel like I been here before I seen a hundred of these
Soon as you open up the door, you see who running with me (Fastlife)
You know we coming pressure
Everything we do is with no effort
Everyday we get better at stepping
Everyday we send another message

You be acting extra, but I must admit that you is pressure
Uhh, I'm picking the bag over pleasure uhh, why couldn't we do this shit together
I tried to put you in that luxury and found out you ain't fuck with me
You bad vibes please don't rub on me
I know it's hard trying to love on me, ain't got no trust on me



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Writer(s): Shakeer Williams
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