Expensive Taste

I'm really having this shit
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah

I couldn't afford her she wanted a prezzi
I wanted to spoil her but time wouldn't let me
I stop giving a fuck about it it ain't shit you can tell me
I don't want that shit it ain't shit you can sell me
The way they did me that shit was filthy
They treated a nigga like I was guilty
Ain't no sense in explaining shit they won't feel me

They want to see me dead in the street
I'm different they don't know what language I speak
I had to water it down it got to deep
I'm going all the way up they ain't high as me
I seen that shit to much it got boring to me
What the fuck I look like doing some shit for a fee
My song explicit every time it get bleeped
I know some niggas not keeping it real with they peeps
I got my own wave don't need the beach
I saw some shit I didn't want to see
I turn out to be something I didn't want to be
This shit dead it ain't no life in me
I go to sleep & have demons fighting me
This for the mob it ain't no I in we
Don't need no pipe I'm verified in the street
They delete my song they terrified of the beat

I couldn't afford her she wanted a prezzi
I wanted to spoil her but time wouldn't let me
I stop giving a fuck about it it ain't shit you can tell me
I don't want that shit it ain't shit you can sell me
The way they did me that shit was filthy
They treated a nigga like I was guilty
Ain't no sense in explaining shit they won't feel me

These pussy ass niggas ain't seen the real me
They see me on that side they gone try to kill me
They can try but I'm like Jesus this shit silly
This shit done came to close it's getting filthy
They boosting the murder rate just to get em some views
I can't believe they took me for a excuse
They plan ain't work now they looking for someone to accuse
I can't lie I really do fuck with the muse
2017 I was the one for the one
2017 I was smoking exotic blunts
2019 I was standing on one of ones
2020 I was in the house protecting my lung
I got my own block
This shit ain't come from me pushing no clock
I don't know why they must have forgot
I'm still with the ones that'll run in ya spot

I couldn't afford her she wanted a prezzi
I wanted to spoil her but time wouldn't let me
I stop giving a fuck about it it ain't shit you can tell me
I don't want that shit it ain't shit you can sell me
The way they did me that shit was filthy
They treated a nigga like I was guilty
Ain't no sense in explaining shit they won't feel me



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Writer(s): Kaylem Hardy
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