RoadRunner Gdo - Coincidental Lyrics

I ain't got that type of history
I don't play the victim
Last 4 days looking like a symphony
With these instrumentals
Me and my bitch stepped out on each other
With the same ho
How coincidental
They f*cking with my mental
Both of these bitches blowing my mind
At the same time
Ain't in no rush to enter my prime
With this same mindset
And I don't compare to none of these guys
They so quick to fall in line
That's a hater in disguise
He gon' fake it 'til you shine

Gotta keep these racks in my circle
A lil mud it won't hurt you
Every stain on my record
Was just a part to the puzzle
I did my dirt with a muzzle
I ain't see shit or nothing
Started instantly bussing
She saw a key and a button
And I'm talking 'bout money and time
'Cause I don't ever see either one go by
This my life I don't tell no lies
Gotta make it happen
I don't tell no time
And my shorties committed to sliding
Don't need a reason I don't know why
You can feel that breeze when I blow by
I'ma rip the streets I ain't paying no fine

I ain't got that type of history
I don't play the victim
Last 4 days looking like a symphony
With these instrumentals
Me and my bitch stepped out on each other
With the same ho
How coincidental
They f*cking with my mental
Both of these bitches blowing my mind
At the same time
Ain't in no rush to enter my prime
With this same mindset
And I don't compare to none of these guys
They so quick to fall in line
That's a hater in disguise
He gon' fake it 'til you shine

I been going so hard
Got a block on my mind
A heart on my sleeve
Some water in my eyes
Claim they see that hate been getting to me
And I beg to differ
These accessories ain't shit to me
They just beneficial
These niggas be boiling with spite
You don't know what I did for these stripes
I'm putting in all of my might
Can't waste a second of time
She's second to money
But this bitch ain't no less of a dime
My vest was a nine
I saw money went better with time but

I ain't got that type of history
I don't play the victim
Last 4 days looking like a symphony
With these instrumentals
Me and my bitch stepped out on each other
With the same ho
How coincidental
They f*cking with my mental
Both of these bitches blowing my mind
At the same time
Ain't in no rush to enter my prime
With this same mindset
And I don't compare to none of these guys
They so quick to fall in line
That's a hater in disguise
He gon' fake it 'til you shine