Suav - Advil Lyrics

Na, I aint on my phone
I aint finna gas you up
I dont need no breaks
Uh, I dont got no chill (Chill)
Runnin shit with no lace
Bitches wanna pop pills
I need my head till they ache
Call my shit advil
Heal that shit its too late
Tell me how that shit feels
When you bumping my tape
Get up out my whip
I wont, take you back to yo place
Im just tryna keep it real wit ya
I don't like to play

Tell that bitch I need space
Tell that bitch I need space
Tell dat bitch I need space
Tell dat bitch I need
Tell dat bitch I need
Tell dat bitch I need space
Tell dat bitch I need space
Tell dat bitch I need space
Tell dat bitch I need
Yeah

Waiting on some come talk to me
Wining it big like the lottery
Taking your money no robbery
Molding you f*ckers like pottery
(Look at the flow cuz it's gots to be)
One of the realist like prodigy
Would you look at my Hypocrisy
Feelin like no one is stopping me
(WHOA)
SUAV is really
Power tripping
A couple bars and now he's spitting
They first told me I didn't have it
And Now they claiming black magic
Slow drive stuck in traffic
Don't panic when I grab it
I murder tactics just to snatch it
Now I snatch it just to tell em
Tell that bitch I need space

(Tell dat bitch I need space)

Tell dat bitch I need
Tell dat bitch I need
Tell dat bitch I need spaaccee
Tell dat bitch I need space
Tell dat bitch I need space
Tell dat bitch I need

I don't care if you don't like me
You don't even like yourself

Gimme respect
When I'm eating the rest
And taking the chess
And beating the best
And I look at your flesh
And I'm banging on my chest
Don't ask for the rest
No saving these hoes no "S" on my chest
Back on my step
Don't ask for the remedy
Don't have no felonies
F*ck what you telling me
Murder my enemies
On to infinity
Feeling the melody
Look at the energy
Chilling with Joe Got epiphanies
Feeling like no one is hearing me
After this tape you be fearing me
Demons get from my vicinity
Feeling like this all synergy
Feeling like this shit is meant to be
Feeling me feeling me feeling me

I aint on my phone
I aint finna gas you up
I dont need no breaks
Uh, I dont got no chill (Chill)
Runnin shit with no lace
Bitches wanna pop pills
Nneed my head till they ache
Call my shit advil
Heal that shit its too late
Tell me how that shit feels
When you bumping my tape
Get up out my whip
I wont, take you back to yo place
Im just tryna keep it real wit ya
I don't like to play
TELL DAT BITCH I NEED SPACE!

(Guys and girls are Bitches, don't let it offend you)