N01
No one really for me
No one gotta trust me,
Got rich at the drug meet,
Downers make my bank high,
Knew them bitches fake right,
Why the fuck am I high,
Used to wanna study,
You still wanna fuck me,
Heartbreak twisted my mind,
Stole the line from parties.
I ain't gotta worry,
I ain't got the time to.
Used to think, you still think, used to think,
Used to think I liked you.
Am I hurt just from you?
Fell in love with high-tech,
Ghetto nerd I might flex,
What I'm wishing 'bout you.
If you notice I'm cool.
If I'm second, I'm next.
Only wanting fun sex.
Bitch you got a long list.
Loyalty you lost it,
Royalty I'm boss shit.
Blowing up like rockets.
There's a lot of pain in my evil little heart,
So I took more pills and the party don't stop.
Momma know I changed and I worry her a lot,
But I promised her and God that I'm never gonna drop.
I've been doing favors so my family won't call,
Why you thinking I'm lame when the money don't stop.
Got a lot of ways, why you missing your shot?
I got twin AKs but I hide them from cops.
What's outside, I ain't seeing no shade,
But I wear all black, so why you follow me a lot?
Selling my fans a cold blue wave,
That money get wet 'cause my women love rocks.
Got her hair tied like the band on the stacks,
But she didn't wanna know why my dick spends a lot.
Fuck a new bad bitch, I'm just getting rich,
I ain't wasting my love on a "pass her a lot."
Fake toxic shit, yeah, I called it.
I need some lean, drugaholic.
I'm getting rich, yeah, I called it.
Them hater bitches thought I'm falling.
I'm reborn, feel like Kudi,
Shout out Gangster Lucki,
And I've been feeling lucky.
Triple 7 tatted on me,
Triple bitches' titties on me.
Damn, I think this city knows me.
How you sober if you're nosey?
Fly high, we've been tripping 'bout shit all week.
No one really for me
No one gotta trust me,
Got rich at the drug meet,
Downers make my bank high,
Knew them bitches fake right,
Why the fuck am I high,
Used to wanna study,
You still wanna fuck me,
Heartbreak twisted my mind,
Stole the line from parties.
I ain't gotta worry,
I ain't got the time to.
Been a little high with the birds, I fly so fast I'm breaking the sound barrier.
Fuck what you think, I get so blinked, I don't know where my shots are going, bury ya.
Bust out a drop but I got no tears, I cool down, hell, my lean's superior.
I be the talk of the show and the cast, they're loving my swag, them looks be killing ya.
Why do you hate my cliques if you're so rich? I'm stealing your bank, a billion.
They wanna fight but my kicks deadly, my fists not friendly, I'm bobbing and weaving them.
Superhero shit but I ain't that bitch, I'm a real fucking villain on some real trap shit.
Top enterprise, your bitch love size, I'm eating insides.
She's candy, bitch.
No one gotta trust me,
Got rich at the drug meet,
Downers make my bank high,
Knew them bitches fake right,
Why the fuck am I high,
Used to wanna study,
You still wanna fuck me,
Heartbreak twisted my mind,
Stole the line from parties.
I ain't gotta worry,
I ain't got the time to.
Used to think, you still think, used to think,
Used to think I liked you.
Am I hurt just from you?
Fell in love with high-tech,
Ghetto nerd I might flex,
What I'm wishing 'bout you.
If you notice I'm cool.
If I'm second, I'm next.
Only wanting fun sex.
Bitch you got a long list.
Loyalty you lost it,
Royalty I'm boss shit.
Blowing up like rockets.
There's a lot of pain in my evil little heart,
So I took more pills and the party don't stop.
Momma know I changed and I worry her a lot,
But I promised her and God that I'm never gonna drop.
I've been doing favors so my family won't call,
Why you thinking I'm lame when the money don't stop.
Got a lot of ways, why you missing your shot?
I got twin AKs but I hide them from cops.
What's outside, I ain't seeing no shade,
But I wear all black, so why you follow me a lot?
Selling my fans a cold blue wave,
That money get wet 'cause my women love rocks.
Got her hair tied like the band on the stacks,
But she didn't wanna know why my dick spends a lot.
Fuck a new bad bitch, I'm just getting rich,
I ain't wasting my love on a "pass her a lot."
Fake toxic shit, yeah, I called it.
I need some lean, drugaholic.
I'm getting rich, yeah, I called it.
Them hater bitches thought I'm falling.
I'm reborn, feel like Kudi,
Shout out Gangster Lucki,
And I've been feeling lucky.
Triple 7 tatted on me,
Triple bitches' titties on me.
Damn, I think this city knows me.
How you sober if you're nosey?
Fly high, we've been tripping 'bout shit all week.
No one really for me
No one gotta trust me,
Got rich at the drug meet,
Downers make my bank high,
Knew them bitches fake right,
Why the fuck am I high,
Used to wanna study,
You still wanna fuck me,
Heartbreak twisted my mind,
Stole the line from parties.
I ain't gotta worry,
I ain't got the time to.
Been a little high with the birds, I fly so fast I'm breaking the sound barrier.
Fuck what you think, I get so blinked, I don't know where my shots are going, bury ya.
Bust out a drop but I got no tears, I cool down, hell, my lean's superior.
I be the talk of the show and the cast, they're loving my swag, them looks be killing ya.
Why do you hate my cliques if you're so rich? I'm stealing your bank, a billion.
They wanna fight but my kicks deadly, my fists not friendly, I'm bobbing and weaving them.
Superhero shit but I ain't that bitch, I'm a real fucking villain on some real trap shit.
Top enterprise, your bitch love size, I'm eating insides.
She's candy, bitch.
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Writer(s): Isaac Hernandez
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