SAFE

I Ain't Feeling nobody I just need my space
Like all of this pain I'm smoking to the face
Hand me a cup I'm boutta pour a 8
When it come to the money I don't wanna be late
If she open up we might go on a date
Just kick me a touchy ion wanna chase
Fuck playing 2k I'm really bussing plays
And I'm feeling like veeze I got bread in the safe

Every day thanksgiving bitch I'm having plates
They say mel you a rapper you still selling 8fys
After the stu bitch I'm serving jays
Trap till I'm dead might die on a sale
Bro in a dorm I ain't talking about Yale
Like free all my niggas who stuck in them jails
How you calling me bro but wanna see me fail
I don't need no friends give a fuck how you feel
On the back of the bike I was clapping the steel
I ain't drinking that lean if that shit not sealed
Need a million or better fuck taking your deal
Gotta stay with a gun cause this shit getting real

I might tell you I'm ok but I'm really hurting
Tryna get to the top I really put the work in
My bitch bad put the gun in her burkin
And she make it clap I talking about twerking
I ain't sorry for grinching do that shit on purpose
Act a fool off the drink in the v I be swerving
I really live all the shit in my verses
And I'm better than niggas we can't do a versus

I Ain't Feeling nobody I just need my space
Like all of this pain I'm smoking to the face
Hand me a cup I'm boutta pour a 8
When it come to the money I don't wanna be late
If she open up we might go on a date
Just kick me a touchy ion wanna chase
Fuck playing 2k I'm really bussing plays
And I'm feeling like veeze I got bread in the safe

I Ain't Feeling nobody I just need my space
Like all of this pain I'm smoking to the face
Hand me a cup I'm boutta pour a 8
When it come to the money I don't wanna be late
If she open up we might go on a date
Just kick me a touchy ion wanna chase
Fuck playing 2k I'm really bussing plays
And I'm feeling like veeze I got bread in the safe



Credits
Writer(s): Melachi Miller
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