F.H.B.

See the shit i'm on like They could say this about me, say that about me but They ain't really doin' nothin' when it comes this All I know is you ain't never came up in my conversations Ayy Yeah, Skrt off like when the bitches in the condo Yeah, C-Class at 21 I took the high road Yeah, these days I get what I'm owed Like every time with my eyes closed I could count it up that's how my mind goes To a different position I wanna f*ck me some industry bitches and leave 'em on seen I don't got time to be doin' no dishes cause lately I just ain't been living too clean I been kickin' all these different commitments i ain't complicit if they speakin' to me Wasn't clickin' I was smokin' that potent until I was Vietnamese Ya I used to stay blunted Ya I used to stay blunted Ya I really had to stray from it Ya I got away from it Said I'm the one, I'm calling it 800 Say your time like your bitch cause it ain't comin' Way too many nights that I had to go to sleep with a ached stomach Got my chains on in the crib, just to remind me what it is That shit like gold medals see the rose pedals cause I'm married to it I admit They did some dirt on me in the past, but they never last they might come in fifth I need some church homie that's a fact the way that I act I'm taking a risk They talkin' back I get 'em dismissed, they ain't got no class, these classics I spit They don't know the half, they happen to diss, then I'm on they ass they crashin' they Whip Then I hit the gas I'm lappin' they shit I had to make it apparent I only had one of those imma still son 'em tho I make em vámonos so incoherent Cause I ain't been seeing no threats White Air Force Ones on that's the only thing that really keep me in check Out of pocket like the keys on they neck Makin' moves like a visa express I let that breathe just a sec Bitch i'm a dog Chevrolet be the only way that imma be in the 'Vette She all up on me she smell like my Gucci cologne Remember when I was still flippin' dinero these bitches just wanted to leave me alone Now all that shit changed, yeah I just wanna whip range, tryna explain I might cross the line like I switched lanes, got a problem with it I'm the shit mane How you know it's a body I got some hoes in the back and big bro in the shotty It's poetry bitches gon' notice me probably They all in they feelings like Jodeci got me I'm just being cocky I get but y'all sound so Fuckin pathetic they load up Beretta's to Stop me Shit, said they load up Beretta's to stop me I'm gone