Flip them packs so I can eat, ye I went back to my old ways
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Shorty hit me back, been more than weeks, that was the old days
I been moving on from them, I look back, it's a long way home
Tunnel vision, this a one way road
4AM you think I lied, ask yourself why would I do that?
I wouldn't go and still let hoes in, but she need her shoes back
Said he need 2 bags, all eyes on me, got it like Tupac
Where and when to be I'll be there, I don't leave my boots strapped
I'm gonna rule the world like Clint I used to do the 419
Hoodie up or freshly cut the only view from my behind
I been close too many times
Seen too many cross the line
Money conversations only ones to ever cross my mind
Henny bottles I don't even sip
Lots of models I won't even hit
How many followers you think I care?
How many people you think told me I can?
Look in the mirror he told me I am
New P.B. no not in a jam
2 seater it's not even a Lamb
Risked it all, it was part the plan
Acrteryx so even in wet weather I stay cold
I'm on the next one if they ask, say Simon say so
This ain't for free, or else the f*ck we gonna play for?
Serve up my feast, the only time I let em wait on me.
Flip them packs so I can eat, ye I went back to my old ways
Shorty hit me back, been more than weeks, that was the old days
I been moving on from them, I look back, it's a long way home
Tunnel vision, this a one way road
4AM you think I lied, ask yourself why would I do that?
I wouldn't go and still let hoes in, but she need her shoes back
Said he need 2 bags, all eyes on me, got it like Tupac
Where and when to be I'll be there, I don't leave my boots strapped
On my own, I'm steady minding
My businesses and all the shit that I'm in
Only thing I don't do solo, when she riding
I think I hear violins, do you hear em by a chance?
Back and fourth, back you go, we can go Mexico
I keep gassing her I almost sent her to the texaco
Text the code to me whenever your boyfriend don't wanna go
I'll pull some strings and we can have a night he ain't
Gonna know about all of the bags, and all the purses
I can always get the worst out of them when they hear my verses
No point even trying in the end they'll know who's worth it
It was me but I ain't gonna tell em now
Flip them packs so I can eat, ye I went back to my old ways
Shorty hit me back, been more than weeks, that was the old days
I been moving on from them, I look back, it's a long way home
Tunnel vision, this a one way road
4AM you think I lied, ask yourself why would I do that?
I wouldn't go and still let hoes in, but she need her shoes back
Said he need 2 bags, all eyes on me, got it like Tupac
Where and when to be I'll be there, I don't leave my boots strapped