MTV PUMAS

And I got bad habits Big spender No fucks given Trust given Make the wrong decision And you stuck with it I know music I grew up with it It hit different When the drugs hit Plug shit Cop 4 g's for a 25 Got a lil sneeze from the Betty white Steady price Need at least $100 for a beat And you pennywise bitches Get $100 plus a fee I walk around in my MTV Pumas Making these hits did it all on computers I'm up in the clouds Speaking french to the stewardess I don't speak it fluently Truthfully they owe me more than they're giving me They owe me more than they split with me Look in the sky and I have an epiphany It's happening quickly Typically I don't give a f*ck about a bitch Or the cash flow I make something shake if I have to Bad dude Got a reputation as a nice guy But I never was the right guy Right place wrong time Story of my life I could get you now if I wanted to You could get a text if you're lucky But i'm probably kinda busy With whoever I been running thru Cause i'm gonna do What I wanna do But I'm an academic for my parents When I finish this degree Bet a rack I'm disappearing This the only fuckin' song I don't need a sample clearance All original Aboriginal Hailing from what you cant comprehend If they take me out tomorrow Imma do it all again And im feelin like Amaya Going stupid in the benz I'm way too high These bitches outside Take the elevator down just to meet them in the lobby I don't want the top if you ain't bout to make it sloppy And I need my space, tell that boy he better Back up off me Back up off me Moving quietly The competition copies Sliding in the dm's for a repost I can't last a minute thru your songs It's like every time I drop I can never do no wrong I got bangers in my files Different flavors in the bong Aye Getting faded that's a long day Shut your mouth and let the song play