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Backseat with my homies and we spittin' some rhymes Freestylin' and we smokin' got me feelin' sublime See a message on my phone, I think it's my old hoke With a call and a text and, girl, I'm pressin' Decline 'Cause I'm coastin', I ain't worried 'bout shit Fuck I look like? I be stressin' 'bout a bitch? I got bands in my wallet, now these bitches keep callin' 'Cause I got a lot of money and they think that I'm rich Shawty tell me that she lonely, she wanna get to know me Told her I was busy, I'm just chillin' with the homies I can't hang around the fakes, know a lot of y'all are snakes I ain't never been one to conversate with a phony Be ya love me, hate me, Shawty let me know If you can't make up your mind then I gotta let you go Need to keep movin' forward, gotta focus on my goals I can't be slowed down, 'cause I'm runnin' to the door Ooh, can't keep Wasting all my time With you, with you Ooh, you keep Playing all these games It's true, it's true Like, damn, Yung Nugget, there's another fucking verse? Already killed the beat, time to put it in a hearse SongtexteRespectful young man, I be pullin' up to church You might think your girl is bad, but I promise mine is worse Okay, okay, now the number's goin' up Made it pretty far but it's still ain't enough Okay, okay, Tryna make it to the top Chasin fuckin' badguy, I ain't talkin Flint Lock Do you really love to rap or do you do it for the fame? I could have no fans and I'd still be the same If you rap for the hoes just know you a lame If I cared about that shit I would've chose a different name 'Cause when it's all said and done, I know I'll be the one With the house and the hills just chillin' in the sun 'Till then I ain't stressin' 'cause I do this shit for fun Just know I'm always workin' and I've only just begun Ooh, can't keep Wasting all my time With you, with you Ooh, you keep Playing all these games It's true, it's true Aus Songtexte Mania