Back Of My Lids

This here gang Exclusive bitch you bound To catch a vibe We be pulling up like bikers boy But we don't even drive I call Brodie while He dead asleep And tell em him time to slide And he don't ask no fucking Question he just pul l up and get live I see the back of my lids I should spin back on that bitch I'm boutta grab on that ass He ain't get back on that lick I should go blow all this cash I made it clear that I can I know they watching me close So I keep it close in my pants It's my time Got a big schedule See me running off with The plan I made God blessed with some Extra sauce and ya girl Love it like its chick-fil- A I'm the real deal It's all guarantee That's a light tap just To come and play And my lifestyle can't be televised Like I got em all signin DNAs Look can't help but To be these ways Why it's my R and my DNA Going hard in some new Jays The Lord blessed me even He amazed Said I always knew that I Could go this hard Got a brand new bitch time To show her off Said she into girls I know one she like They was raised together Never grew apart This here gang Exclusive bitch you bound To catch a vibe We be pulling up like bikers boy But we don't even drive I call Brodie while He dead asleep And tell em him time to slide And he don't ask no fucking Question He just pull up and get live I see back of my lids I should spin back on that bitch I'm boutta grab on that ass He ain't get back on that lick I should go blow all this cash I made it clear that I can I know they watching me close So I keep it close in the pants I'm preaching love But keep it on me Seeking trust and feeling lonely Searching deep like they don't know me Living life & dying slowly Look sauced up like I'm posed to be I be burnin kush like its potpourri That's a old line but it hold true Like that one spot Them hoes should be. Popped out and they all loved me I can tell you mad That I'm still that guy I lost it all including weight and hair But this godly presence Got em memorized Had this one shawty Try to tear me down So I had to tear her Friend up on the side I'm a true demon Ain't nothing easy You can fact check me That's on every line This gang here Exclusive bitch you bound To catch a vibe We pulling up like bikers boy But we don't even drive I called Brodie while He dead asleep And tell em him time to slide And he don't ask No fucking question He just pull up and get live I see back of my lids I should spin back on that bitch I'm boutta grab on that ass He ain't get back on that lick I should go blow all this cash I made it clear that I can I know they watching me close So I keep it close in the pants