Never Enough
They say to live in the present
But at the moment i'm stressin'
Too many pressure building situations
I've been dealing with daily
But still I find a way to swerve in and out that bullshit
Gotta keep my pockets fat
And always have my chin up
I know these rappers waitin' for me to slip up
No they can't be me
Get yo money right before you see me
Or leave me to be
I'm in way too deep
Won't be no backstrokes
Bitch don't, fuck up my cashflow
I'm trynna emulate
Warren Buffet with the real estate
Too many so called friends
How do i know
Why can't I see who there for me
Am I the man that I was always meant to be
This life is tough
Everybody chasing nuts
Enough is never enough (Yuh)
Bitch, give me my money (Oh whoa, Oh whoa)
Pussyboy i'm a singer
I do not yell
I just put my hands on that boy and he fell
My baby mama mad 'cause they blowing up my cell
They don't know who they fuckin' with
I'm straight out of hell
Your girl got her fingers on me like some braille
(Oh she touchy, touchy)
Watch her legs buckle when i'm under that belt (Oh she touchy, touchy)
It's Lu baby like the cupid, baby girl can't you tell
Only got one life little boy get out your shell (Hey)
I might love you now
But I might change my mind
I might change my mind (Yeah)
I might take my life, next time
I'll get it right (Tell 'em)
I'll get it right (Lu baby, yeah)
But at the moment i'm stressin'
Too many pressure building situations
I've been dealing with daily
But still I find a way to swerve in and out that bullshit
Gotta keep my pockets fat
And always have my chin up
I know these rappers waitin' for me to slip up
No they can't be me
Get yo money right before you see me
Or leave me to be
I'm in way too deep
Won't be no backstrokes
Bitch don't, fuck up my cashflow
I'm trynna emulate
Warren Buffet with the real estate
Too many so called friends
How do i know
Why can't I see who there for me
Am I the man that I was always meant to be
This life is tough
Everybody chasing nuts
Enough is never enough (Yuh)
Bitch, give me my money (Oh whoa, Oh whoa)
Pussyboy i'm a singer
I do not yell
I just put my hands on that boy and he fell
My baby mama mad 'cause they blowing up my cell
They don't know who they fuckin' with
I'm straight out of hell
Your girl got her fingers on me like some braille
(Oh she touchy, touchy)
Watch her legs buckle when i'm under that belt (Oh she touchy, touchy)
It's Lu baby like the cupid, baby girl can't you tell
Only got one life little boy get out your shell (Hey)
I might love you now
But I might change my mind
I might change my mind (Yeah)
I might take my life, next time
I'll get it right (Tell 'em)
I'll get it right (Lu baby, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Pouya, Christopher Rex Rockwell, Lucas Luis Perez
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