Collared Criminals

Hey, it's Chand

Yeah, yeah, it's me

You've already mad at me
We just met
Day to day
You question my every step
I couldn't walk out the door without you staring down my neck
This old family chain is bigger than your fucking check
You think I'm playing?
You think it's some mossimite I got off instagram
More like an ancient artifact you can't get from any man
Look again
You hate yourself so much
You test my love by every chance you get
Taking punches to the face
You put my life on a million-dollar bet
Catch me off guard
Because you're too weak to admit that you're off guard
You wanna calculate problems
Add more to the issue
When you're on the front page of propaganda
Is that yo biggest issue
Steal?
It ain't shit from what I been through
My biggest problem is the bottom of my food chain
Where my dogs are wiser than your countless games
We do different thangs
We do different dreams
Get yo insecurities away from me
I'mma different bitch
I'mma different scene
Get yo mother fucking insecurities away from me

Why're you worried 'bout blue collared criminals
I'm fighting yo subminals runnin' yo interiors
I can't say it more clearer
You're brainwashed into be
Inferiors
No
Prove me wrong bitch
I see right through you
You thought i didn't know but you're all see through
You're all old news
I been through it
Already
I've been plenty
I make more moves than confetti
Dropping shit
You won't regret it
Three two one
You aint ready baby
Three two one
You aint ready for me

Make money
Where yo mouth is
Yo face ain't lie
Bitch yo check is
Yo girl aint fine
But her tits is
Yo brain don't click
Disconnect from yo dick
Boys lie about girls they never had
Even tried to cover it up
Boy you can't
Once people found out she had a man
Boy keep insiting that she had feelings
But she insisted that she wasn't playing
I ain't sign no 'greements

But I'll NDA it
Bet I'll NDA it
Bet I'll NDA it

Why're you worried 'bout blue collared criminals
I'm fighting yo subminals runnin' yo interiors
I can't say it more clearer
You're brainwashed into be
Inferiors
No
Prove me wrong bitch
I see right through you
You thought i didn't know but you're all see through
You're all old news
I been through it
Already
I've been plenty
I make more

Why're you worried 'bout blue collared criminals
I'm fighting yo subminals runnin' yo interiors
I can't say it more clearer
You're brainwashed into be
Inferiors
No
Prove me wrong bitch
I see right through you
You thought i didn't know but you're all see through
You're all old news
I been through it
Already
I've been plenty
I make more moves than confetti
Dropping shit
You won't regret it
Three two one
You aint ready baby
Three two one
You aint ready for me



Credits
Writer(s): Allen A Arthur, Chandara Heng, Keith Justice
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