Look to my right and my left because I know that they watching
Look to my right and my left because I know that they watching
Feel it I know that they plotting
Why in the f*ck don't they stop it
Why in the f*ck don't they stop it
Im on some other shit getting my profit
Why they be hating they talking that nonsense
Yall steady really making no cents
I own my own shit
We finna own it
Big crib finna own it
Big as the ocean
Caught in emotion needed her open now she be soaking
In another time zone everytime that I fine bro the time gone
This time ima blow up like a time bomb
Blowing up something like my f*cking iPhone
Eyes low with a blunt full of hydro
Tell me why all of my niggas gotta die bro
Women lie no lie two sides to the spectrum
Too high to every find my direction
She act right then she won't need correction
I wont lie so I won't need correction and that true
I am so sick of my ex
If you aint right you get left
I am so sick of my ex
You know I gave her my best
You know I smell like success
That girl got nut on her breathe
Told that girl give it a rest yeah, yeah know I gave her my best
I am so sick of my ex
If you aint right you get left
I am so sick of my ex
You know I gave her my best
You know I smell like success
That girl got nut on her breathe
All of these niggas tryna get at your chick
I treat these niggas like they don't exist
I stacked his rent up a couple of times
I came up busting a bag into dimes
Call me geppetto I'm pulling the strings
You think she bad she a one night ting
She gonna f*ck me cause she wanna sing
When my diamonds hit you they gonna sting
I built a empire I'm too official
Give them a magazine if they want issues
They do what I say like I was maestro
I got the blueprint I just need a pencial
Infiltrate the whole scene
Style fresh and clean
Gold chain and some rings
Take my belt off pootie tang
Got her plotting on the wang
F*ck it ima let it hang
Here a lot of bang bang
But they don't ever swing we aint built the same stay up in your lane
This is more then entertainment shit could get real shit could get dangerous
All my homies just hanging
All my homies just swanging
Yeah we aint tryna get famous
We just tryna get paid bitch
Hit the carbon make the lane switch
Make my shot when I aim it
This a game but who playing
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Look to my right and my left because I know that they watching
Look to my right and my left because I know that they watching
Feel it I know that they plotting
Why in the f*ck don't they stop it
Why in the f*ck don't they stop it
Im on some other shit getting my profit
Why they be hating they talking that nonsense
Yall steady really making no cents
I own my own shit
We finna own it
Big crib finna own it
Big as the ocean
Caught in emotion needed her open now she be soaking
In another time zone everytime that I fine bro the time gone
This time ima blow up like a time bomb
Blowing up something like my f*cking iPhone
Eyes low with a blunt full of hydro
Tell me why all of my niggas gotta die bro
Women lie no lie two sides to the spectrum
Too high to every find my direction
She act right then she won't need correction
I wont lie so I won't need correction and that true
I am so sick of my ex
If you aint right you get left
I am so sick of my ex
You know I gave her my best
You know I smell like success
That girl got nut on her breathe
Told that girl give it a rest yeah, yeah know I gave her my best
I am so sick of my ex
If you aint right you get left
I am so sick of my ex
You know I gave her my best
You know I smell like success
That girl got nut on her breathe
All of these niggas tryna get at your chick
I treat these niggas like they don't exist
I stacked his rent up a couple of times
I came up busting a bag into dimes
Call me geppetto I'm pulling the strings
You think she bad she a one night ting
She gonna f*ck me cause she wanna sing
When my diamonds hit you they gonna sting
I built a empire I'm too official
Give them a magazine if they want issues
They do what I say like I was maestro
I got the blueprint I just need a pencial
Infiltrate the whole scene
Style fresh and clean
Gold chain and some rings
Take my belt off pootie tang
Got her plotting on the wang
F*ck it ima let it hang
Here a lot of bang bang
But they don't ever swing we aint built the same stay up in your lane
This is more then entertainment shit could get real shit could get dangerous
All my homies just hanging
All my homies just swanging
Yeah we aint tryna get famous
We just tryna get paid bitch
Hit the carbon make the lane switch
Make my shot when I aim it
This a game but who playing
Look to my right and my left because I know that they watching
Feel it I know that they plotting
Why in the f*ck don't they stop it
Why in the f*ck don't they stop it
Im on some other shit getting my profit
Why they be hating they talking that nonsense
Yall steady really making no cents
I own my own shit
We finna own it
Big crib finna own it
Big as the ocean
Caught in emotion needed her open now she be soaking
In another time zone everytime that I fine bro the time gone
This time ima blow up like a time bomb
Blowing up something like my f*cking iPhone
Eyes low with a blunt full of hydro
Tell me why all of my niggas gotta die bro
Women lie no lie two sides to the spectrum
Too high to every find my direction
She act right then she won't need correction
I wont lie so I won't need correction and that true
I am so sick of my ex
If you aint right you get left
I am so sick of my ex
You know I gave her my best
You know I smell like success
That girl got nut on her breathe
Told that girl give it a rest yeah, yeah know I gave her my best
I am so sick of my ex
If you aint right you get left
I am so sick of my ex
You know I gave her my best
You know I smell like success
That girl got nut on her breathe
All of these niggas tryna get at your chick
I treat these niggas like they don't exist
I stacked his rent up a couple of times
I came up busting a bag into dimes
Call me geppetto I'm pulling the strings
You think she bad she a one night ting
She gonna f*ck me cause she wanna sing
When my diamonds hit you they gonna sting
I built a empire I'm too official
Give them a magazine if they want issues
They do what I say like I was maestro
I got the blueprint I just need a pencial
Infiltrate the whole scene
Style fresh and clean
Gold chain and some rings
Take my belt off pootie tang
Got her plotting on the wang
F*ck it ima let it hang
Here a lot of bang bang
But they don't ever swing we aint built the same stay up in your lane
This is more then entertainment shit could get real shit could get dangerous
All my homies just hanging
All my homies just swanging
Yeah we aint tryna get famous
We just tryna get paid bitch
Hit the carbon make the lane switch
Make my shot when I aim it
This a game but who playing
Writer: RICO SANTINO QUINONES
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