ToeToToe

If you don't feel like workin' overtime then you might as well leave
Workin' til I burnout, I can't burnout, gotta keep it brief
If I loose it all tomorrow, I'ma make it back, and double it
Sippin' margharita, got em drippin' out they tummy, shit
I go and go and go and go and go and go and go
Pop a pill you feeling' Savage like Juice on the road
I go and go and go and go and go and go and go
Talkin' bullshit, lil dummy wanted to go Toe to Toe

You trippin' out, I don't leave no
room for dummy, dummy's doubt in me
Black on Black on the fit,
I don't wanna wear no Loud Jeans
From Rotterdam, South-east
Hoodie on, cuz they got eye's on me
When I get a burgundy Bugatti
I'ma daily drive it, put miles on it
If I roll up with a bag
You might just get attached
My vibe you gotta match
Leave my ego in the past
But why you tryna fuck up, my rythm
Dummy Slammin' this Henny got 'em spinnin
Why you tryna roll up on me?
I'm a collector, I'll get hyper car keys on me
My money blue, your money green, you movin' hopeless
I'll get the deal on the table, no matter how many approaches and calls
Don't call me, don't text me, don't DM. I be focused
Don't complain, look at the blessings everyday. but these folks- just
Worry bout a cheque-to-cheque livin' never Takin the moment
To make a plan for succes, and keep they dollars growing

If you don't feel like workin' overtime then you might as well leave
Workin' til I burnout, I can't burnout, gotta keep it brief
If I loose it all tomorrow, I'ma make it back, and double it
Sippin' margharita, got em drippin' out they tummy, shit
I go and go and go and go and go and go and go
Pop a pill you feeling' Savage like Juice on the road
I go and go and go and go and go and go and go
Talkin' bullshit, lil dummy wanted to go Toe to Toe

If you slackin' off it ain't problem
But don't be on me tryna get a couple dollars
I'm tryna get K daily, be a baller
A text back, bae sometime I cannot bother
I'm a baller, home-run every pitch
I'm not a talker, but for this money, I'll preach
Like David Foster, make my own beats
A million dollars, know I gotta reach
I'll stay tonight, tomorrow I'm a goner
Couple dollars droppin' out my wallet
Shrimp pasta makin me nauseous
Shrimp pasta makin me nauseous
Sold a couple packs, but didn't wanna live low
Jet lag, from plane trips, but I could never move slow
Like Bey and Jay-Z, cannot Knock The Hustle
In my head like triple X, gotta stay Humble

If you don't feel like workin' overtime then you might as well leave
Workin' til I burnout, I can't burnout, gotta keep it brief
If I loose it all tomorrow, I'ma make it back, and double it
Sippin' margharita, got em drippin' out they tummy, shit
I go and go and go and go and go and go and go
Pop a pill you feeling' Savage like Juice on the road
I go and go and go and go and go and go and go
Talkin' bullshit, lil dummy wanted to go Toe to Toe



Credits
Writer(s): Philip Pols
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