Tough Love

Came in the cut None of these people better than us Said its enough Can not be bothered the way she gon blush So i stay on the hush Never gon ch se, can never be stuck How i be working so hard and then Still I know that All these people gon blame it on luck Dreaming and facing the facts See its june and im walking I need may in a bach Got this girl may in the back I cant go layin the back But lay in the bach i can do Need the driver on 80 on avenues Im a sucker for winning They spinning my track in clubs Never go back, we up Im out for the racks Always the case that i run for the bag Always the case that I run with the facts I run for the facts Chasing the bag Always watching where they placing the facts then i go get it, demanding my credit I pop on the reddit, just check on the stats Aint trynna get lit Im trynna get rich Im trynna get big Im trynna get fit Only break for a black queens On my face like acne Now im set to go stack cheese Now im set to go stack these Tough to get love when you out of the cut Till you making a fuss and everybody changes Till you out of the dust and then make it Came from the mud i was never impatient And i knew itll suck to be stuck in rut Now im ready to bust on occasion I told em, love it or hate it Ill sell out shows and be shutting down stations Make more music than friends in the moment Cant hang out nah mans gotta focus Come through and the flows the coldest Snap with the tunes, shot em down cus im loaded Told em dont have time for opponents Keep all my green cus im never out of pocket Keep a head down and work with a motive Just a young boy thats trynna get Trynna get noticed All these Talks are becoming so boring Talk to your man, everyone starts snoring Shooting your shots but none of them scoring Count in one hand the tracks you performing Dont see the big picture I just draw it Stacking up bands and the rain starts pouring Stacking up cheese, get bread every morning