Don’t say you active We both know your money low You’re not a player We know you stress over hoes I never dated her But I am who she chose I’d hit her up In my phone, it say thunder jaws Plug showed me love He done gave too many bows My girl be fresh as hell She got too many clothes I’m used to that water She knows I’m gone rock her boat If it was up to her We would just go elope I’m about paper though Won’t catch me fxckin off
Police just flashed me Now they just hear exhaust Fuck what they on I get gone then I’m heading home I’m not your usual Still standing tall on my own I don’t need nobody I need my money long I don’t like arps AR10’s what I want Showing love ain’t enough I know she’s wanting more Checking my credit score I’m ready to fuck it up I’m buying bows with it Avoiding the IRS Weighing these lows But this za gone relieve my stress
who got a verse for this? 👀🔥
I would murder this shit
Dog I'm tryna buy this beat bro this the one
I wanna go about business the right way i believe i got a hit on my hands
I got heat
Already got a verse that i wrote down in just a couple of minutes, title and all.
Life is too short to procrastinate! Drop that song. Shoot that music video 📹 Believe in yourself. Believe in the process! Make 2023 yours!
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Produced by: Kronic x macshooter49
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Don’t say you active
We both know your money low
You’re not a player
We know you stress over hoes
I never dated her
But I am who she chose
I’d hit her up
In my phone, it say thunder jaws
Plug showed me love
He done gave too many bows
My girl be fresh as hell
She got too many clothes
I’m used to that water
She knows I’m gone rock her boat
If it was up to her
We would just go elope
I’m about paper though
Won’t catch me fxckin off
Police just flashed me
Now they just hear exhaust
Fuck what they on
I get gone then I’m heading home
I’m not your usual
Still standing tall on my own
I don’t need nobody
I need my money long
I don’t like arps
AR10’s what I want
Showing love ain’t enough
I know she’s wanting more
Checking my credit score
I’m ready to fuck it up
I’m buying bows with it
Avoiding the IRS
Weighing these lows
But this za gone relieve my stress