Living Single

I just changed brackets
Tables turned, he just changed rackets
Dropped this set off, A chain reaction
Shine on my own, so this chain on accent
No distractions, tunnel vision
I'm the train that passed you, yeah they prayed I crash it
Money talking, like how you doin, yo thanks for askin
Fuck the fame, I fuck the game now papers passion
Burnt out, fighting water with fire
Cheap shots just to match your attire
He got soul so I walk with a choir
I walk with messiah, Centerstage just reciting the vinyl
God is my idol, AT&T yeah they coin double sided
Mixed signals like my TV provider

Might just pull it back some
You do too much and they just don't know how to act
Oh yeah
Boy quit yo bitching, get yo max up
I just woke up and I already made a stack
Oh yeah
Might just run it back up
And I played the coach and quarterback
Oh yeah
I know you wanna see me act up
Been holding back its really just how you react
Oh yeah

Im living single but im getting double the money
Me and A queen and she came with A buddy
You get the buzz and it come with the hunnies
Look how they hating, it come with abundance
Funny cause all my mistakes make me humble
Raised in Atlanta, its making me mumble
Raised in Atlanta, its making me mumble
Bet on myself yeah its double or nothing
Keep it 100, im not in yo budget
Mad at yourself cause you know im not budging
Mad at yourself cause you know im not subbing
Mad at yourself cause you know that you love it
They watching me turn this nothing to something
Whole different mode yeah its gotta mean something
The freshest you've ever beens riding my coattails
When they speak on me, least they tell goat tales
Hating on me never goes well
Probably still take the high road, here I go
Said that she wet but I know that she soaked
Here we go
Made that pussy purr then got a percentage
Made her cum now she committed
Probably stay hating cause I stay winning
Quick to jeopardize cause I'm Ken Jennings
Had to sever ties like why bother
This ain't die hard you should try harder
When you eating its A light harvest
How you giving flowers when its my garden lil bitch

Might just pull it back some
You do too much and they just dont know how to act
Oh yeah
Boy quit yo bitchin get yo max up
I just woke up and i already made a stack
Oh yeah
Might just run it back up
And I played the coach and quarterback
Oh yeah
I know you wanna see me act up
Been holding back its really just how you react
Oh yeah

Yeah
You were no good for me, you knew it
Give you the cake and the candles, you blew it for me
Now i been living single on my own, okay
Rather be with you than all alone oh baby
Car came with a chauffeur, you still driving me crazy
Was it part of your plans
Was it part of your plans all along
But you knew what you do to me
Girl you know what you do to me
Girl you know what you do to me
Was it part of your plans all along
Was it part of your plans all along

Im living single but im getting double the money
Me and the queen and she came with a buddy
You get the buzz and it come with the hunnies
Look how they hating, it come with abundance
Funny cause all my mistakes make me humble
Raised in Atlanta, its making me mumble
Raised in atlanta its making me mumble
Bet on myself yeah its double or nothing



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Davis, Tavoris Hollins, Melvin Byrd
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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