December
(Attention flight 6005 to Tokyo)
(And he's cryin)
Yeah, in December i'm tryna stay in
Run it back then I do it again
In December i'm tryna stay in
Run it back load it up with my twin
In December I got a MAC 10
In December I bought a new van
We be fooling cos we owning boats
You don't take me serious you think i'm a joke
Your pockets ain't full you can't tell me to go
Lately you been acting up you ain't my bro
MVP I be scoring them goals
What's the point in lying when you don't even know
I was on Face-time with the side
They told me i'm sick but I don't even even try
Now I own a Porsche now I own a Cayenne
Back in the days over girls I would fight
Grew up in the six I won't even lie
Was whipped over Hannah I damn near done cried
But it's all good I told her it's fine
I can't blame her she weren't even mine
But now I gave up on looking for boos
Brody said patience and they'll come to you
I feel like an animal trapped in a zoo
I feel like i'm matt hardy nothing new
Offer a drink only mountain dew
Jacking my swag bitch imma sue
And now I thank God for all of the days
I been getting money in different ways
I been getting money but only right ways
It's crazy they selling they soul for fame
It's crazy they selling they soul to get paid
(And he's crying)
Yeah, in December i'm tryna stay in
Run it back then I do it again
In December i'm tryna stay in
Run it back load it up with my twin
In December I got a MAC 10
In December I bought a new van
We be fooling cos we owning boats
You don't take me serious you think i'm a joke
Your pockets ain't full you can't tell me to go
Lately you been acting up you ain't my bro
MVP I be scoring them goals
What's the point in lying when you don't even know
I was on Face-time with the side
They told me i'm sick but I don't even even try
Now I own a Porsche now I own a Cayenne
Back in the days over girls I would fight
Grew up in the six I won't even lie
Was whipped over Hannah I damn near done cried
But it's all good I told her it's fine
I can't blame her she weren't even mine
I been up I could show you receipts
I buy shit that I don't even need
Ex was cutting herself till she bleeds
They don't understand the Triple V
I know they mad they wanna be me
Pussy was lame a wannabe G
(And he's cryin)
Yeah, in December i'm tryna stay in
Run it back then I do it again
In December i'm tryna stay in
Run it back load it up with my twin
In December I got a MAC 10
In December I bought a new van
We be fooling cos we owning boats
You don't take me serious you think i'm a joke
Your pockets ain't full you can't tell me to go
Lately you been acting up you ain't my bro
MVP I be scoring them goals
What's the point in lying when you don't even know
I was on Face-time with the side
They told me i'm sick but I don't even even try
Now I own a Porsche now I own a Cayenne
Back in the days over girls I would fight
Grew up in the six I won't even lie
Was whipped over Hannah I damn near done cried
But it's all good I told her it's fine
I can't blame her she weren't even mine
But now I gave up on looking for boos
Brody said patience and they'll come to you
I feel like an animal trapped in a zoo
I feel like i'm matt hardy nothing new
Offer a drink only mountain dew
Jacking my swag bitch imma sue
And now I thank God for all of the days
I been getting money in different ways
I been getting money but only right ways
It's crazy they selling they soul for fame
It's crazy they selling they soul to get paid
(And he's crying)
Yeah, in December i'm tryna stay in
Run it back then I do it again
In December i'm tryna stay in
Run it back load it up with my twin
In December I got a MAC 10
In December I bought a new van
We be fooling cos we owning boats
You don't take me serious you think i'm a joke
Your pockets ain't full you can't tell me to go
Lately you been acting up you ain't my bro
MVP I be scoring them goals
What's the point in lying when you don't even know
I was on Face-time with the side
They told me i'm sick but I don't even even try
Now I own a Porsche now I own a Cayenne
Back in the days over girls I would fight
Grew up in the six I won't even lie
Was whipped over Hannah I damn near done cried
But it's all good I told her it's fine
I can't blame her she weren't even mine
I been up I could show you receipts
I buy shit that I don't even need
Ex was cutting herself till she bleeds
They don't understand the Triple V
I know they mad they wanna be me
Pussy was lame a wannabe G
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Writer(s): Tevin Mensah
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