John X Smith - Never Enough Lyrics

I told her I ain't never gon wanna be broke again
Gotta take it where you get it let me soak it in
Now I'm bussin' down the chain, got em frozen in
Tell me how I'm in a plane going slow again

Tell me how I'm gonna get it
My momma told me grind grind
I've been moving steady
But believe I'm gonna slide slide

I like to be alone
I don't like the commotion
I need her body moving in motion

I'm a grown man I don't show no emotion
I'd rather be braggin' and boasting

It's like no one can f*ck with me
Even when the be hating they loving me
When they trip, where my stumble be?
Watch me transform the whip like it's bumble bee

For the one time
Need some bad bitches
For my whole clique
On a yacht

And some sunshine
So you can see all the diamonds drippin' wet on my watch

I need to sleep need some Z's bad
I need to re-up on a bean bag
Shit, go shoot your shot on keypad
She'll get you stopped like it's freeze tag

I never stop where the green at
200 the dash and I lean back
Shit when I pop I'mma feel that
Oh, yeah yeah

I'll triple your stack on a laptop yeah
Louie and Gucci I flip-flop yeah
You won't catch me in the backdrop
Shit, coach put me in on the blacktop yeah yeah

They ain't never told me when to fold it
So this money just can't stop rolling in
It's about time that we go again
And her body keep shaking, she can't hold it in

I can't stop running up these checks like it's a mile high
I just copped me a new Patek and that bitch fine

I told her I ain't never gon wanna be broke again
Gotta take it where you get it let me soak it in
Now I'm bussin' down the chain, got em frozen in
Tell me how I'm in a plane going slow again

Tell me how I'm gonna get it
My momma told me grind grind
I've been moving steady
But believe I'm gonna slide slide

I ain't trading F-12 for a Superfast
Been about that old school I ain't new to that
I bust out the bar where my boolie at
I ain't leaving my clique bitch I'm true to that

I ain't fronting the fridge is so cold
And I'm drippin' I went and gone vexed the Rollie
I pour up a four of that lean then pop on a P
Bitch I'm blessed fasholy

Too many stippers and too many bitches
So much ass, I'm like shit is it Christmas
I'm moving fast I'm like f*ck what I'm missing
I was skippin' class and thinking bout what I'm hitting

Eight digits in my vision I give a f*ck if they listen
Even if it's a 100k in a week
That only come to five milli
It's not enough

Shit I need to run it up
I'm finna run it up
Shit I'm gonna run it up
Cuz you know that it's never enough

I'm gonna run it up
I'm finna run it up
I'm gonna run it up
Cuz you know that it's never enough

I told her I ain't never gon wanna be broke again
Gotta take it where you get it let me soak it in
Now I'm bussin' down the chain, got em frozen in
Tell me how I'm in a plane going slow again

Tell me how I'm gonna get it
My momma told me grind grind
I've been moving steady
But believe I'm gonna slide slide