I hate all the time I spend wasting just chasing fake shit
I don't want that, no I'm not getting no more remarks
Give me my life, all my human life I'm not here to give
I don't want that, no I'm not getting no more remarks
Shorty, I've been chasing money I promise I'll be right back
10 toes can't leave my pivot My mama wouldn't like that
Thinking how I make a living So my daughter take the right track
I'm never in my feelings But this album really like that
Shorty, I've been chasing money I promise I'll be right back
10 toes can't leave my pivot My mama wouldn't like that
Thinking how I make a living So my daughter take the right track
Never in my feelings But this album really like that
I came up from the slums Cop a switch and grab a drum
They know I'm one of one Mama look at what I done
Single mama tryna make it I know it's hard to raise a son
But the man that I become They can't mistake me for a bum
I chase a bag and run it up This shit I did, it can't be done
F*cked up, my life was on the run Cut niggas off, that wasn't us
Good times, I live it up If it ain't Johnies, it's the bus
She ain't mines, but wanna f*ck I keep it P Until I bust
The Writer is Back
Shorty, I've been chasing money I promise I'll be right back
10 toes can't leave my pivot My mama wouldn't like that
Thinking how I make a living So my daughter take the right track
I'm never in my feelings But this album really like that
Shorty, I've been chasing money I promise I'll be right back
10 toys can't leave my pivot My mama wouldn't like that
Thinking how I make a living So my daughter take the right track
Never in my feelings But this album really like that