Yeah
V-R-T, check
I'm too locked in, they gone have to start saying"Free me"
Tryna T-up until Momma see me on TV
Smokin' on that shit that give niggas the heebie-jeebies
Told you once, you gotta pay for this game, ain't no f*ckin' freebies
Livin' and learnin, life rubbing off on me like genies
They wanna rat on me for the cheese, but I'm like"bitch please"
Pawns on the chessboard, I move past 'em with ease
Intentions that I had with certain bitches now are deceased
Took love out the equation and it added value to me
I still get around, though, just never movin' loosely
Pen to the pad, gettin' too loose, smokin' on good leaf
While in my favorite city with my favorite bad bitty
Gettin' pissy, then go back to the spot and get busy
Feelin' like a boss, man, you gotta get in with me
These hoes do what they wanna do, so I'ma do the same
Steppin' out of my comfort zone, expandin' my domain
At times it feels like it's a game, I always know that life is strange
But steady doin' what matters in order to save my brain
While shorty givin' me some, then it's back to that money train
Write some songs, make some beats, and then continue down my lane
The past made me realize that nothin' really matters
So I'ma live how I live with no regrets after
Old flings tryna spin the block, but it's never that season
Doin' it for me and that's the only legitimate reason
Word to Larry, these niggas too scary
Bitches wanna be in my life so bad like they name was Mary
But I tell them get to walkin' like they name was Mary
Cause I got bands on my mind when I ball, I'm Jason Terry
What the f*ck? Nigga, it's VRT.
BLJY - Character Development: Session 2 Lyrics
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Yeah
V-R-T, check
I'm too locked in, they gone have to start saying"Free me"
Tryna T-up until Momma see me on TV
Smokin' on that shit that give niggas the heebie-jeebies
Told you once, you gotta pay for this game, ain't no f*ckin' freebies
Livin' and learnin, life rubbing off on me like genies
They wanna rat on me for the cheese, but I'm like"bitch please"
Pawns on the chessboard, I move past 'em with ease
Intentions that I had with certain bitches now are deceased
Took love out the equation and it added value to me
I still get around, though, just never movin' loosely
Pen to the pad, gettin' too loose, smokin' on good leaf
While in my favorite city with my favorite bad bitty
Gettin' pissy, then go back to the spot and get busy
Feelin' like a boss, man, you gotta get in with me
These hoes do what they wanna do, so I'ma do the same
Steppin' out of my comfort zone, expandin' my domain
At times it feels like it's a game, I always know that life is strange
But steady doin' what matters in order to save my brain
While shorty givin' me some, then it's back to that money train
Write some songs, make some beats, and then continue down my lane
The past made me realize that nothin' really matters
So I'ma live how I live with no regrets after
Old flings tryna spin the block, but it's never that season
Doin' it for me and that's the only legitimate reason
Word to Larry, these niggas too scary
Bitches wanna be in my life so bad like they name was Mary
But I tell them get to walkin' like they name was Mary
Cause I got bands on my mind when I ball, I'm Jason Terry
What the f*ck? Nigga, it's VRT.
V-R-T, check
I'm too locked in, they gone have to start saying"Free me"
Tryna T-up until Momma see me on TV
Smokin' on that shit that give niggas the heebie-jeebies
Told you once, you gotta pay for this game, ain't no f*ckin' freebies
Livin' and learnin, life rubbing off on me like genies
They wanna rat on me for the cheese, but I'm like"bitch please"
Pawns on the chessboard, I move past 'em with ease
Intentions that I had with certain bitches now are deceased
Took love out the equation and it added value to me
I still get around, though, just never movin' loosely
Pen to the pad, gettin' too loose, smokin' on good leaf
While in my favorite city with my favorite bad bitty
Gettin' pissy, then go back to the spot and get busy
Feelin' like a boss, man, you gotta get in with me
These hoes do what they wanna do, so I'ma do the same
Steppin' out of my comfort zone, expandin' my domain
At times it feels like it's a game, I always know that life is strange
But steady doin' what matters in order to save my brain
While shorty givin' me some, then it's back to that money train
Write some songs, make some beats, and then continue down my lane
The past made me realize that nothin' really matters
So I'ma live how I live with no regrets after
Old flings tryna spin the block, but it's never that season
Doin' it for me and that's the only legitimate reason
Word to Larry, these niggas too scary
Bitches wanna be in my life so bad like they name was Mary
But I tell them get to walkin' like they name was Mary
Cause I got bands on my mind when I ball, I'm Jason Terry
What the f*ck? Nigga, it's VRT.
Writer: Javian Thompson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid