Silver Tequila

Look it's better if we ain't speaking But they'll try to make a reason They ain't never try to heal, want you to patch em like adhesive Experiment with drugs but don't see substance as a weakness I tried to her love right, but she'll still treat me as a secret We up late night geeking, hotel creeping Friend zone fuckin, then on Facebook beefin They brought guns in the function while I pleaded for peace He gave his nigga one hundred He bowed his head in defeat If I told you it was good, would you agree it's fine If I laid the story out, could you read between the lines If God you showed you something real Do you think you'll see the signs I can't trust these hoes They crushed my heart a dozen times They threatened by my energy These little things you gifted me gon turn me to a memory Naturally I hustle, I can build a team of ten of me If two people talking, tell me who been really listening, ya Cruising on the freeway So much escape to from R&B on replay, tryna clear my head up Still I always thank God It's so much I'm prepared for And it's so much that I pray for Only want Benz's, can't forget the Rari's Women love Taylor Port, Tequila & Cardi Vacation anywhere we're able to party If I was a billionaire, I swear I'd be ballin If I was a billionaire, I swear I'd be ballin I ain't really trippin bout that shit, cause I'm all in I ain't really trip about some problems cause I solved em I swear life be lifing shit be getting rough We some numb from alcohol but I use weed and such Can't forget the lust, your body give me such a rush F*ck it up, suck it up, let's talk about some nasty stuff The mud's full of nasty shit I worry bout yo happiness This is not a love song, I'm just really passionate It's hotter once the smoke clears Got it all from practice, just imagine how the coach feel Fireworks invade the atmosphere, it's like the fourth arrived How you doing nigga, shit I'm doing fine I'm higher than most eagles fly Plus I'm very sleep deprived Working on myself Took so long to get my money right Real shit Cruising on the freeway So much escape to from R&B on replay, tryna clear my head up Still I always thank God It's so much I'm prepared for And it's so much that I pray for Only want Benz's, can't forget the Rari's Women love Taylor Port, Tequila & Cardi Vacation anywhere we're able to party If I was a billionaire, I swear I'd be ballin