Balk
We got royall on the beat
You feel me nigga, Lil duce
Bout 8 in the morning nigga
Woke up wit sum shit on my chest
(Ay check me out)
Bitch my struggles ain't no talking point
I'm telling you how it is not how it was and you tryna balk
Take it how it is yo opinion don't really mean nun
I had expressed that lil shit so we can avoid disagreements
And for so long I was afraid of you leaving
But right now I'm in that mode to where like ion need ya
But I still see you
Ay we both fighting for our life right now, I can't be concerned bout how I treat you
Death before dishonor I still bleed it
My timing been impeccable I always been a reputable, fuck being accessible
I can't sleep but when I do I got crazy dreams
Dope dick give her major P's, know what that mean major pleasure
I woke up tryna get it by any means even through the storm I gotta eat
They luv MB I barely speak I guess it's the aesthetic
I got some drip with the shoes same color as dressing
(I can't wait to hop out the sprint wit my nigz and hit the show and go ape shit)
I woke up with that stick onside my bed I can't let them spirits catch me
(On P2 can't tell no fibs I be feeling we too real for this)
Lowkey in what I do and how I move,
My achievements don't be shown I keep goin
I'm tryna be like water and keep flowing, but they tryna put they bad omen on me
(Now check me out)
Bitch my struggles ain't no talking point
I'm telling you how it is not how it was and you tryna balk
Take it how it is yo opinion don't really mean nun
I had expressed that lil shit so we can avoid disagreements
And for so long I was afraid of you leaving
But right now I'm in that mode to where like ion need ya
I still see you
But we both fighting for our life right now, I can't be concerned bout how I treat you
If I say I'm the one would ya shun me?
If I lose my talent am I ugly?
Bitch I'm loaded posing questions I just want you to fuck me
Ay get on top do yo thang show me how you coming
And when it's my turn you bet not do no running
I'm tryna go till my legs numb and shit
Wake up leave the house I'm back to chasing a hunnid
Last night wudn't to productive
Push me to do better don't applaud me for where I'm at
I sense you tryna hinder my success by holding me back
You say you want the best for me, but you want me right where you at
It was love until you felt you got passed
But we ain't nun but some crabs in the bucket (struggles ain't no talking point)
Fighting for position when we still struggling
Know it's Bandz nigga
You feel me nigga, Lil duce
Bout 8 in the morning nigga
Woke up wit sum shit on my chest
(Ay check me out)
Bitch my struggles ain't no talking point
I'm telling you how it is not how it was and you tryna balk
Take it how it is yo opinion don't really mean nun
I had expressed that lil shit so we can avoid disagreements
And for so long I was afraid of you leaving
But right now I'm in that mode to where like ion need ya
But I still see you
Ay we both fighting for our life right now, I can't be concerned bout how I treat you
Death before dishonor I still bleed it
My timing been impeccable I always been a reputable, fuck being accessible
I can't sleep but when I do I got crazy dreams
Dope dick give her major P's, know what that mean major pleasure
I woke up tryna get it by any means even through the storm I gotta eat
They luv MB I barely speak I guess it's the aesthetic
I got some drip with the shoes same color as dressing
(I can't wait to hop out the sprint wit my nigz and hit the show and go ape shit)
I woke up with that stick onside my bed I can't let them spirits catch me
(On P2 can't tell no fibs I be feeling we too real for this)
Lowkey in what I do and how I move,
My achievements don't be shown I keep goin
I'm tryna be like water and keep flowing, but they tryna put they bad omen on me
(Now check me out)
Bitch my struggles ain't no talking point
I'm telling you how it is not how it was and you tryna balk
Take it how it is yo opinion don't really mean nun
I had expressed that lil shit so we can avoid disagreements
And for so long I was afraid of you leaving
But right now I'm in that mode to where like ion need ya
I still see you
But we both fighting for our life right now, I can't be concerned bout how I treat you
If I say I'm the one would ya shun me?
If I lose my talent am I ugly?
Bitch I'm loaded posing questions I just want you to fuck me
Ay get on top do yo thang show me how you coming
And when it's my turn you bet not do no running
I'm tryna go till my legs numb and shit
Wake up leave the house I'm back to chasing a hunnid
Last night wudn't to productive
Push me to do better don't applaud me for where I'm at
I sense you tryna hinder my success by holding me back
You say you want the best for me, but you want me right where you at
It was love until you felt you got passed
But we ain't nun but some crabs in the bucket (struggles ain't no talking point)
Fighting for position when we still struggling
Know it's Bandz nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Demari Dogan
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