[Verse 1]
I'm on my shit, and I own my shit
Can't nobody clone what's real
You're a cloned ass bitch
Never really known what's real
Had my bitch thinking I was average, that's chilling
Chilling chilling chill cold aye
We done took too many loses
I'm winning every penny costing
For Mikey, Kenny, Jay and Austin, bitch please
Never had the real ones fooled, shit clean
Falling off the end where shit's deep
That's the end of me
Welcome enemies, don't you intervene
Cause I'm finna enter green
Then smoke it all in the Philippines
Building up the pension is the only possible mission
When you're in it just to get and you're winning, ok
Falling once you get it by blowing it all on bitches
Or getting trapped with some children for a felling, no way
Writing all my wrongs by penning through my detention
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone, ok
Paper before the plastic
Money before the women who're only here for the winnings
Don't hit my phone
No way
[Hook]
They gone ask you how I'm doing
Tell'em that I'm doing well
When they ask you how I'm doing
Tell'em that I'm doing well
They gone ask you how I'm doing
Tell'em that I'm doing well
Tell'em that I'm doing well
Tell'em that I'm doing well
When they ask you how I'm doing
Tell'em that I'm doing well
They gone ask you how I'm doing
Tell'em that I'm doing well
My ex will ask you how I'm doing
Tell that bitch I'm doing well
Lord grab the wheel and take the keys
Bow your heads and won't you pray for me
[Verse 2]
Porch swag on a million
We left when we still were considered some children
Feel old like I'm young
I'm just 20 years old
The youngest of eight yet a nigga is grown
Lost half my mind on this road to be 21
My man-man a savage and soon he'll be 21
Free all my brothers, they're home whe he's 21
21 21 21 21
Bitch I'm great
I've been on my own
Since mama kicked me out the house age 17
I'll just bust my ass until I've seen the seven seas, and go
Going hard so damn feasible
Drop a pussy nigga leaching woe
Take your girl and fuck on her for the summer
Damn that pussy's only seasonal, bitch please
Never had the real ones fooled, shit clean
Falling of the end where shits deep
But I got back basics
Lost my self then I got back to me
Talking that shit, it got back to me
Took time apart now my matching dreams
[Bridge]
Tell my mama I'm make it
Tell my mama to keep praying
Tell my mama I'm impatient
Couldn't keep waiting
She made me amazing
Tell my mama I'm make it
(x2)
[Hook]
credits
from Roses - EP,
released June 8, 2016
Dylan Guye (courtesy of Groveside Works), Premeir Jones, Clint Norway (courtesy of +FNGLFE Records).
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