Another Me

The coupe too nice I don't wanna f*ck in the back I just wanna live life fast Add it up I'm in love with the math Times like this I just don't laugh Uh, It is what it is, but it ain't what it ain't Living my life I can't say I'm a saint At least I can say i was upping my ranks It's cold in the city, I'm tryna get rich Young me would of been hitting your bitch Now I be taking trips 10 on me she stay equipped You ask me I'm tired of hoes Birkin bags they got to go Over rocking Prada hoes I'm tripping I should stay composed She use to f*ck with you now she f*ck with me She know that I'm the truth she listen when I speak She love it when I sing say it's a masterpiece I'm a young Mozart, Fur Elise She said what I say (Racks) What I whispered in her ear she put it in my face' Got a four inside my fridge that I ain't sipped in weeks I ain't into playing games but I'll paly for keeps I put this ice all on my wrist and nah it wasn't cheap I had a fall out with my cousin this shit running deep She just want some tender love and car but still tryna creep Bitches always flexing and they swear it's another me