Goin
(Damn-damn Donnie, you killed this shit)
Where the fuck a bitch going?
Hate when you chill with your friends that be hoin'
When she wanna leave me, that shit be showing
Whenever I'm mad, I get top, and I'm towing
I got hit once, I still be mad, I was loafing
Going through pain so I handle the potion
Only 20 and bitch, I got motion
Come lemme swim in that ocean
Like the ice on my wrist, man I'm frozen
Why the fuck they keep saying I'm chosen?
She tryna leave me, can I go?
If she wanna see me, I gotta go
She don't like when I come to her crib with the bros
That was long whiles back, coming from my show
That's the way that I eat
I'm a rapper that come from the streets
Sometimes I just really wanna tweak
But I could make money talking on a beat
They keep on saying I fell off and shit
But I just been living the real life
You not signed, how you know what a deal like?
You not touching on bread
You don't know how that feel like!
Where the fuck a bitch going?
Hate when you chill with your friends that be hoin'
When she wanna leave me, that shit be showing
Whenever I'm mad, I get top, and I'm towing
I got hit once, I still be mad, I was loafing
Going through pain so I handle the potion
Only 20 and bitch, I got motion
Come lemme swim in that ocean
Where the fuck a bitch going?
Hate when you chill with your friends that be hoin'
When she wanna leave me, that shit be showing
Whenever I'm mad, I get top, and I'm towing
I got hit once, I still be mad, I was loafing
Going through pain so I handle the potion
Only 20 and bitch, I got motion
Come lemme swim in that ocean
Like the ice on my wrist, man I'm frozen
Why the fuck they keep saying I'm chosen?
She tryna leave me, can I go?
If she wanna see me, I gotta go
She don't like when I come to her crib with the bros
That was long whiles back, coming from my show
That's the way that I eat
I'm a rapper that come from the streets
Sometimes I just really wanna tweak
But I could make money talking on a beat
They keep on saying I fell off and shit
But I just been living the real life
You not signed, how you know what a deal like?
You not touching on bread
You don't know how that feel like!
Where the fuck a bitch going?
Hate when you chill with your friends that be hoin'
When she wanna leave me, that shit be showing
Whenever I'm mad, I get top, and I'm towing
I got hit once, I still be mad, I was loafing
Going through pain so I handle the potion
Only 20 and bitch, I got motion
Come lemme swim in that ocean
Credits
Writer(s): Chalim Perry
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