Damn (feat. Big Sheem)
Used to be that nigga textin' her back
You live and learn, so I'm hittin' a friend
Used to be that nigga way in the back
Said fuck the wait, goin' hard to the end
I ain't trippin', I wish everyone made it, I left some niggas who just couldn't get in
Off the 30, got a nigga too faded, been tellin' momma, chill it out, I'ma win
Plug call, we been talkin' in tongue
Trap boomin, I been gone for a month
My niggas workin, always feedin' they sons
Got a plan and I know it's the one
Stomach hurtin', think I need me some runts
Pockets heavy, bout to have me some fun
Spend a hunnid when I walk in the club
Spend another if I'm tryna go dumb
I go by Jay, but you call me Boogie
Mm,
No not that nigga with hoodies
Mm
She let me touch on her cookie
Breaking her heart, if she tryna play pussy
Tell her I'm comin' before niggas book me
There were some days in the trap I was bullied
11 years old with a bag full of goodies
Serving out vacants with a hand on a fully
Damn, damn
Nowadays I been feelin' like the man
She want a pic, she can post on the gram
I told her dont at me, they know who I am
I don't trust niggas and I don't trust fam
Movin' out jelly to get out that jam
Remember them nights I was eatin' on Spam
They gave me lobster, I ordered a lamb
Yeah, yeah, they gave me lobster, I ordered that lamb
Yeah, yeah, they gave me lobster, I ordered that lamb
Yeah, yeah, they gave me lobster, I ordered that lamb
I can tell niggas really ain't bout business
Cause they really don't know who I am
They never gave me nothin', had to take it
Driving fast cars, with my best, man, tryna race em
Stayed down, had to be patient
Stayed down, I can say we made it
They scream my name when they see me
Don't call me bae, call me Sheem
Cluntching on my gun, please keep the peace
I'm the top op, these niggas wanna be
Ten racks, make that, shit on em like that
You can live long if you live the right way
Trappin off percs right outside of rite aid
You not talkin' money, get the fuck out my face
It's ballgame, but we not playin' 2K
Ain't nothin' you lil' niggas say
Can't let not one nigga take my place
Went to sleep in Martinsburg, woke up in a different state
I'm travelin', give me the plug then I bag em back stab the nigga
White bitch, she wanna ratchet nigga
If she set the play, then she can be happy with me
Pull up and hop out start dragging with me
I'm dropping four, so no fantastic not with me
The way that I live, shit can't get trickey
So if I was you, I'd mind my business,
for real
If I was you, I'd mind my business
The way that I live, she can't get tricky, you know
Go
Used to be that nigga textin' her back
You live and learn, so I'm hittin' a friend
Used to be that nigga way in the back
Said fuck the wait, goin' hard to the end
I ain't trippin', I wish everyone made it, I left some niggas who just couldn't get in
Off the 30, got a nigga too faded, been tellin' momma, chill it out, I'ma win
Plug call, we been talkin' in tongue
Trap boomin, I been gone for a month
My niggas workin, always feedin' they sons
Got a plan and I know it's the one
Stomach hurtin', think I need me some runts
Pockets heavy, bout to have me some fun
Spend a hunnid when I walk in the club
Spend another if I'm tryna go dumb
I go by Jay, but you call me Boogie
Mm,
No not that nigga with hoodies
Mm
She let me touch on her cookie
Breaking her heart, if she tryna play pussy
Tell her I'm comin' before niggas book me
There were some days in the trap I was bullied
11 years old with a bag full of goodies
Serving out vacants with a hand on a fully
Damn
You live and learn, so I'm hittin' a friend
Used to be that nigga way in the back
Said fuck the wait, goin' hard to the end
I ain't trippin', I wish everyone made it, I left some niggas who just couldn't get in
Off the 30, got a nigga too faded, been tellin' momma, chill it out, I'ma win
Plug call, we been talkin' in tongue
Trap boomin, I been gone for a month
My niggas workin, always feedin' they sons
Got a plan and I know it's the one
Stomach hurtin', think I need me some runts
Pockets heavy, bout to have me some fun
Spend a hunnid when I walk in the club
Spend another if I'm tryna go dumb
I go by Jay, but you call me Boogie
Mm,
No not that nigga with hoodies
Mm
She let me touch on her cookie
Breaking her heart, if she tryna play pussy
Tell her I'm comin' before niggas book me
There were some days in the trap I was bullied
11 years old with a bag full of goodies
Serving out vacants with a hand on a fully
Damn, damn
Nowadays I been feelin' like the man
She want a pic, she can post on the gram
I told her dont at me, they know who I am
I don't trust niggas and I don't trust fam
Movin' out jelly to get out that jam
Remember them nights I was eatin' on Spam
They gave me lobster, I ordered a lamb
Yeah, yeah, they gave me lobster, I ordered that lamb
Yeah, yeah, they gave me lobster, I ordered that lamb
Yeah, yeah, they gave me lobster, I ordered that lamb
I can tell niggas really ain't bout business
Cause they really don't know who I am
They never gave me nothin', had to take it
Driving fast cars, with my best, man, tryna race em
Stayed down, had to be patient
Stayed down, I can say we made it
They scream my name when they see me
Don't call me bae, call me Sheem
Cluntching on my gun, please keep the peace
I'm the top op, these niggas wanna be
Ten racks, make that, shit on em like that
You can live long if you live the right way
Trappin off percs right outside of rite aid
You not talkin' money, get the fuck out my face
It's ballgame, but we not playin' 2K
Ain't nothin' you lil' niggas say
Can't let not one nigga take my place
Went to sleep in Martinsburg, woke up in a different state
I'm travelin', give me the plug then I bag em back stab the nigga
White bitch, she wanna ratchet nigga
If she set the play, then she can be happy with me
Pull up and hop out start dragging with me
I'm dropping four, so no fantastic not with me
The way that I live, shit can't get trickey
So if I was you, I'd mind my business,
for real
If I was you, I'd mind my business
The way that I live, she can't get tricky, you know
Go
Used to be that nigga textin' her back
You live and learn, so I'm hittin' a friend
Used to be that nigga way in the back
Said fuck the wait, goin' hard to the end
I ain't trippin', I wish everyone made it, I left some niggas who just couldn't get in
Off the 30, got a nigga too faded, been tellin' momma, chill it out, I'ma win
Plug call, we been talkin' in tongue
Trap boomin, I been gone for a month
My niggas workin, always feedin' they sons
Got a plan and I know it's the one
Stomach hurtin', think I need me some runts
Pockets heavy, bout to have me some fun
Spend a hunnid when I walk in the club
Spend another if I'm tryna go dumb
I go by Jay, but you call me Boogie
Mm,
No not that nigga with hoodies
Mm
She let me touch on her cookie
Breaking her heart, if she tryna play pussy
Tell her I'm comin' before niggas book me
There were some days in the trap I was bullied
11 years old with a bag full of goodies
Serving out vacants with a hand on a fully
Damn
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