Lyrics
Pussy lil niggas, some niggas we diss
Mama i'm sorry I'll get it like this
I've just been working the saturdays
Everyday, Matter day
Till I get pots I could piss
Trap phone keep Buzzing
The hoes Coming quick
I get the service like Holiday inn
She bringing 10 I bet I could spend
I just forget it To get it again
A nigga advancing Diamonds is dancing
I put the plans On a digital quote
Niggas act rich when in person They broke
I take it personal, Pity who spoke
Brand new job, Got a brand new top
Ask my style, When the new shit drop
I make rap shit, I make pop
I make real shit, We can't stop
It's my people only
That heater on me, that creeper stick
When I'm beefing lonely
I get it solo No testimony
They say I need it but They don't know me
I'll be the nigga to pick up the pace
I got some drugs
Help me deal with the pain
Cut off some niggas
Can't trust em They change
I see they hit me I'm closer to sane
Need me crowd They Screaming my name
Bitches is poison addicted to fame
They picking moves like a video game
I got it scoped and it's Vimeo aimed
I can't be working for minimum wage
Need me a mic, a verse, a stage
Open my thoughts and I'm flooding the page
Been like the ocean
I'm making the waves
I'm finding reason but fuck
I'm conflicted I need me a vision
That's worth living
Mac 11 The verse given
Yeah the prettiest picture the worst image
But I'm still my head dog
Might do the music instead dog
I try to bring them the real real
They told me they don't want sad songs
They told me I wouldn't last long
Who gonna get it when i'm gone
Watch niggas that you rely on