No Hook
Most of the time I'm just begging on these beats
I don't even be trying for real
(Luh Pretty Kay)
I can't pay too much attention daddy I got shit to do
Boy you fucking with a boss
You wanna win or wanna lose
I sold lashes and prescriptions bottles flipped and bottle tools
It don't matter if you broke
It's bout knowing what to do (on God)
My people still locked in even though there might be distance
I had to heal myself before I spent my life in prison (real talk)
He ain't wanna fuck with me now my text filled with submissions
I wonder how I been broke so many times but I still glisten
I wonder if I'll ever find somebody with my mind (nah)
I was born with a gift that can't no body else define (uh-uh)
I ain't into any drama I been through all that before (I'm done)
Y'all be normalizing weird shit that's why I stay alone (One hundred)
I don't need to tell nobody bout my wins but myself
I'm the one who put me where I am right now with no help (I know)
I can never seem to pick a hook all my lyrics hit
His baby momma won't get out my bills she know I'm the shit
(she know I'm the shit you ain't gotta tell me)
I'm your motivation thank me
I gotta hold on you either love me or you hate me (either)
I don't care bout people in the past who let me down (I don't care)
I think God barely listen when I'm crying out loud
(that's just how it is)
I'm paranoid I can't trust no one around (I'm paranoid)
I can count on one hand how many stayed when I was down (that's crazy)
These voices in my head they don't never go away (they don't)
But that's that realer shit than I heard any human ever say
(real talk)
Lifestyle glisten glamour but I'm working behind these curtains
(Im working)
I wonder what I would've did if I ain't found my purpose
God damn bro I'm talking how you hate a bitch you stalking
They won't get nowhere in life
'Cause every convo they go I'm the topic (I'm the topic)
Shout-out my boy Jack I love rapping on relapse
I can murder ever motherfucking beat cross these stacks
Know exactly what I want in this life I gotta nap (yeah)
My Sacramento hoes love to hype me up say I'm on blast
(bitch is blessing yeah we see you)
I like when I go ghost
I'm only rapping on these tracks
'Cause that's how I like to cope (I like to cope)
If I had the option I'd never be seen again
But I want folks to know they ain't alone and won't be 'till the end
(And to Miami)
(Until I'm over with this shit)
(Luh Pretty Kay yeah)
I don't even be trying for real
(Luh Pretty Kay)
I can't pay too much attention daddy I got shit to do
Boy you fucking with a boss
You wanna win or wanna lose
I sold lashes and prescriptions bottles flipped and bottle tools
It don't matter if you broke
It's bout knowing what to do (on God)
My people still locked in even though there might be distance
I had to heal myself before I spent my life in prison (real talk)
He ain't wanna fuck with me now my text filled with submissions
I wonder how I been broke so many times but I still glisten
I wonder if I'll ever find somebody with my mind (nah)
I was born with a gift that can't no body else define (uh-uh)
I ain't into any drama I been through all that before (I'm done)
Y'all be normalizing weird shit that's why I stay alone (One hundred)
I don't need to tell nobody bout my wins but myself
I'm the one who put me where I am right now with no help (I know)
I can never seem to pick a hook all my lyrics hit
His baby momma won't get out my bills she know I'm the shit
(she know I'm the shit you ain't gotta tell me)
I'm your motivation thank me
I gotta hold on you either love me or you hate me (either)
I don't care bout people in the past who let me down (I don't care)
I think God barely listen when I'm crying out loud
(that's just how it is)
I'm paranoid I can't trust no one around (I'm paranoid)
I can count on one hand how many stayed when I was down (that's crazy)
These voices in my head they don't never go away (they don't)
But that's that realer shit than I heard any human ever say
(real talk)
Lifestyle glisten glamour but I'm working behind these curtains
(Im working)
I wonder what I would've did if I ain't found my purpose
God damn bro I'm talking how you hate a bitch you stalking
They won't get nowhere in life
'Cause every convo they go I'm the topic (I'm the topic)
Shout-out my boy Jack I love rapping on relapse
I can murder ever motherfucking beat cross these stacks
Know exactly what I want in this life I gotta nap (yeah)
My Sacramento hoes love to hype me up say I'm on blast
(bitch is blessing yeah we see you)
I like when I go ghost
I'm only rapping on these tracks
'Cause that's how I like to cope (I like to cope)
If I had the option I'd never be seen again
But I want folks to know they ain't alone and won't be 'till the end
(And to Miami)
(Until I'm over with this shit)
(Luh Pretty Kay yeah)
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