AP Greed - Lean Lyrics

I got money on my mental
Digits in my cellphone
Dope in my rental
Want to be a lover but this fighting what I'm into
Talkin bout my struggle I been fighting in my mental
Movin in the trap house
Cuzzy calling on my phone he askin what that trap bout
Rocks in my mcm bag now
Gang in the crib it's Lookin like a frat house
Got like 30 women gettin naked they just pole dancing
Baby in my ear being exclusive I'm like don't Panic
I don't do that romantic
Try to cross me both handed
I have trust issues lil bitch told her go fish
They wanna double cross me I don't Know why they so Christian
We was ballin we was so pistons
Out to get it on a muaf*ckin gold mission baby
I'm so viscous baby
Paper made me crazy and my swagger made em hate me
On the road doin 80 in an Audi it's the latest

Lean

I'm like the best in the six
It's like the west in the six
Ain't no testing the six
While I'm reppin the six
In the city cuffin on my chopper in a range rover
Told them lil niggas when I seen em that it's Game over
I was working extra hard like it's f*ck A change over
From a city where the smoke super thick they ain't sober
You could catch me if u want but I ain't slippin
Bitch i'm tippin in some yeezy and a fitted
Like I'm muaf*ckin drippin, I been crippin
Since the 2 thousands
I'm more expensive taste than buying two islands
Yo whore was on my dick she a head stylist
Yeah life is great but I ain't smiling
Cociena lookin like the peak on a mountain
She seen the stacks on deck n she got wetter than a fountain
I'm sittin on a boat like f*ck money whos counting

Lean