Songtext
Really, where you wanna go?
I been in my Jordan Lows
Running tryna get a bag
That's all that matter its all that I know
Met a baddie, she from Vogue
Love a bitch that isn't broke
I been tryna make it baby really I been tryna muhfuckin' cope
Chillin' right up on this boat
I been all up on this yacht
Baby where you wanna go
I'm all alone i'm chillin at the spot
I'm going thru a lot
Rolling a blunt when I smoke it, I light it,
I'm making sure that bitch is hot
If they be talking straight down
imma prove them wrong just by beating all the odds
I remember when we had it easy now look at what happen you fell out of love
Now I look to my brothas, I don't gotta suffer I wondered if you gave a fuck
Kinda crazy how I just went through it I never thought I would quit my favorite drug
But you left and went ghost so I got all my money and went to go hit up the plug
All of your friends fake
How many takes does it take
How many times are you gon' forgive em when they fucking up every day
Chill with my bros everyday
We got deposits in banks
All of your checks blank
You chilling with bitches I know that they stank
(Ew, Ew)
Yea, that's a bad move
You know I never be tripping about the price chillin right up on the tag too
Hunnid' bands she wanna know what I do, "Imma Hustler, sometimes I rap too"
Brodie tryna steal my life, but he will never get it for him that's some bad news
Asking me why I don't smile,
"You got a good smile"
But I got a bad tooth
Really, where you wanna go?
I been in my Jordan Lows
Running tryna get a bag
That's all that matter its all that I know
Met a baddie, she from Vogue
Love a bitch that isn't broke
I been tryna make it baby really I been tryna muhfuckin' cope
Chillin' right up on this boat
I been all up on this yacht
Baby where you wanna go
I'm all alone i'm chillin at the spot
I'm going thru a lot
Rolling a blunt when I smoke it, I light it,
I'm making sure that bitch is hot
If they be talking straight down
imma prove them wrong just by beating all the odds
I remember when we had it easy now look at what happen you fell out of love
Now I look to my brothas, I don't gotta suffer I wondered if you gave a fuck
Kinda crazy how I just went through it I never thought I would quit my favorite drug
But you left and went ghost so I got all my money and went to go hit up the plug
Aidan stanley
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