No Sign of Me

Really I forgot
I don't need you to go reminding me
Swear I'm way to gone
Swear there's no luck ever finding me
In my fit all black I'm in the back
And there's no signs of me
If it came down to it
You would flee
I know there signs to me
I stay true to me
Know my whip is cactus grey
But sometimes it look blue to me
Wanna play the fun and games?
Ok I'm with the foolery
Used to take a perc or two
I stopped, don't like what they do to me
Y'all be stressing Gucci tees?
It's TGR & Rhude, for me
Swear that I get busy
I get itchy in the summer time
I just need to take a flight to Turks
I know the summers mine
Her Chanel is Bleu, edition Gold
Don't fuck with number 9
Credits given and credits due
Know that I've been getting mine
They like where you at?
I'm on this mic, but I ain't calling back
Stress the things I can't control?
I used to, know I'm falling back
Try to pause?
But can't, you in the way
I'm all up on the gas
I'm up on the 95 to 305
And I'm hauling ass
Really I forgot
I don't need you to go reminding me
Swear I'm way to gone
Swear there's no luck ever finding me
In my fit all black I'm in the back
And there's no signs of me
If it came down to it
You would flee
I know there signs to me
Don't need a break
All these dollar bills Im scooping up
For real, I need a rake
I done did it all
Done gave it all for real
I need some space
I done rode it out
Stuck it right through the mud
My favorite trait
Rack the miles up
I'm good to go
Im strong I got it laced
Runtz my Backwood
Im good to go
Im taking it to the face
Oh my new crib?
Just circle round the block
It's got a gate
Oh my new show?
Im posting up a link
It's got a date
Really I forgot
I don't need you to go reminding me
Swear I'm way to gone
Swear there's no luck ever finding me
In my fit all black I'm in the back
And there's no signs of me
If it came down to it
You would flee
I know there signs to me



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Mercaldi
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