Like This (feat. Kiddy)
Way too drunk to be talking like this
I'm way too high to be tripping like this
Way too young to be living like this
Ask me why I do it? I'ma put it like this
Cuz I'm way too drunk to be talking like this
I'm way too high to be tripping like this
Way too young to be living like this
Ask me why I do it? I'ma put it like this
Why do I always make room for these hoes when I know they ain't doing the same
And why am I giving attention to girls who can't tell you my government name
When it comes to maintaining my energy, I can't be caught up with bitches who drain
I be second guessing all these girls that knew me when I was at minimum wage
Put me in last, I'm coming up
But I don't be passing it, one-on-one
Cuz I can't be passionate once I'm done
You love me on accident, hit and run
Its early morning, hit, and I'm gone
Put that Rollie on when I floss
She want more with me, I can't talk
Can't be vulnerable with my thoughts
Talk about how you been living, wassup with your life
How you been feeling, what's been on your mind
Me, I been chilling. I ran up my price
Still moving and sinning, I can't tell a lie
I'm out the way, I'll take my time
I'm looking for peace, it can't be found
Money's the motive it makes me smile
No love for a hoe if she can't be mine
Said that you want it, it can't be now
I'd rather take me the paper route
Stuck under pressure, I hate it how
You say that its up but I take it down
I can't even go into work without feeling a way cuz I feel like you hate me now
And I just been moving in silence, that 30 on solid, I ride with that safety down
I'm wasted
Your body naked
The way that you moving
Don't think I could take it, feel like I got me a better one
Sipping Wokesha it got me adjacent
I been OT, but I got me a payment
That pussy mine and you love when I say that
Talk about how you been living, wassup with your life
How you been feeling, what's been on your mind
Me, I been chilling. I ran up my price
Still moving and sinning, I can't tell a lie
I'm out the way, I'll take my time
I'm looking for peace, it can't be found
Money's the motive it makes me smile
No love for a hoe if she can't be mine
Said that you want it, it can't be now
Paper route
Stuck under pressure, I hate it how
But I take it down
Way cuz I feel like you hate me now
30 on solid, I ride with that safety down
Cuz I'm way too drunk to be talking like this
I'm way too high to be tripping like this
Way too young to be living like this
Ask me why I do it? I'ma put it like this
I'm way too high to be tripping like this
Way too young to be living like this
Ask me why I do it? I'ma put it like this
Cuz I'm way too drunk to be talking like this
I'm way too high to be tripping like this
Way too young to be living like this
Ask me why I do it? I'ma put it like this
Why do I always make room for these hoes when I know they ain't doing the same
And why am I giving attention to girls who can't tell you my government name
When it comes to maintaining my energy, I can't be caught up with bitches who drain
I be second guessing all these girls that knew me when I was at minimum wage
Put me in last, I'm coming up
But I don't be passing it, one-on-one
Cuz I can't be passionate once I'm done
You love me on accident, hit and run
Its early morning, hit, and I'm gone
Put that Rollie on when I floss
She want more with me, I can't talk
Can't be vulnerable with my thoughts
Talk about how you been living, wassup with your life
How you been feeling, what's been on your mind
Me, I been chilling. I ran up my price
Still moving and sinning, I can't tell a lie
I'm out the way, I'll take my time
I'm looking for peace, it can't be found
Money's the motive it makes me smile
No love for a hoe if she can't be mine
Said that you want it, it can't be now
I'd rather take me the paper route
Stuck under pressure, I hate it how
You say that its up but I take it down
I can't even go into work without feeling a way cuz I feel like you hate me now
And I just been moving in silence, that 30 on solid, I ride with that safety down
I'm wasted
Your body naked
The way that you moving
Don't think I could take it, feel like I got me a better one
Sipping Wokesha it got me adjacent
I been OT, but I got me a payment
That pussy mine and you love when I say that
Talk about how you been living, wassup with your life
How you been feeling, what's been on your mind
Me, I been chilling. I ran up my price
Still moving and sinning, I can't tell a lie
I'm out the way, I'll take my time
I'm looking for peace, it can't be found
Money's the motive it makes me smile
No love for a hoe if she can't be mine
Said that you want it, it can't be now
Paper route
Stuck under pressure, I hate it how
But I take it down
Way cuz I feel like you hate me now
30 on solid, I ride with that safety down
Cuz I'm way too drunk to be talking like this
I'm way too high to be tripping like this
Way too young to be living like this
Ask me why I do it? I'ma put it like this
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Writer(s): 2 Bandz
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