Lyrics: kuru
Music: kuru
And it's 2K just for the bag, lil' bitch, you can't even get a fragment, uh
I gotta walk my step, gotta check my pants when this shit get stagnant
And I gotta go take me a step back, 'cause, bae, I was scared of attachment
In the back of the double-R truck and we're back, and they take off map, I just bag it, uh
We built this shit from the ground up, you gettin' that money from daddy (Hold up)
Two K-pins in my pockets, I'm takin' this shit when this shit get crappy
Oh, it's a hole-in-one, you could just pick up the pieces from me like a caddie
I thought I told you somethin', you better watch your back when this shit get chatty
I spent a couple hundred on my 14th pants
Crawlin' through your wires like I was a handyman
Went Kawakubo blazer, I feel like a fancy dude, I'm a fancy man
Watchin' wherever you move, observin' this shit like I was Bandicam
Speak on the dudes, you get fried
Speak on the dudes, you get dirted, uh
I lost my bro, I can't cry, I'm tryna my best to just work it, uh
I made 30K off a hoodie, I take all the money and perch it up
Ayy, nobody wanna listen to that shit, 'cause that shit suck
Tell me, tell me what you need, what you really desire in life
Tell me, tell me what you need, take everything you learned and apply
I'm tryna teach you a lesson, you don't wanna learn that, no problem, alright
No, I'm not going for second, I'm takin' my loss and I'm going despite
Despite all my losses, I'll take an L and you'll see that I'm good, I'm alright, huh
Look like the ocean water, I'm makin' my waves when it's good, when the time's right
And if you wanna get to that money, then you gotta get your mind right
And if you wanna get to that money, then you gotta get your mind right
I'm walkin' through this city, I'm way too stressed, oh, I'm too pissed off
I gotta put all the cigs right down, 'cause I just can't shake this cough
Think she hate my guts, don't wanna respond, I think she off
Feel like Jeremy Lin on YOLO, all I do is ball
It just take one call, it just take one call
Gotta get my check, I've been scared to cross
She hit me up in the party, I don't want sex
Bae, I'm with TooManyStrikers
I've just been prayin' my ass off, I'm way too blessed
Bae, I'm with TooManyStrikers
I've just been prayin' my ass off, I'm way too blessed (Way too blessed, real shit)
Hold up (I'm way too blessed, real shit)
Tell me what you— huh (I'm way too blessed, real shit)
Tell me what you— (I'm way too blessed, real shit)
Tell me why (I'm way too blessed, real shit, yeah)
Hold up
Tell me what you— phew
Baow, baow, baow, yeah
And it's 2K just for the bag, lil' bitch, you can't even get a fragment, uh
I gotta walk my step, gotta check my pants when this shit get stagnant
And I gotta go take me a step back, 'cause, bae, I was scared of attachment
In the back of the double-R truck and we're back, and they take off map, I just bag it, uh
We built this shit from the ground up, you gettin' that money from daddy (Hold up)
Two K-pins in my pockets, I'm takin' this shit when this shit get crappy
Oh, it's a hole-in-one, you could just pick up the pieces from me like a caddie
I thought I told you somethin', you better watch your back when this shit get chatty