No Room

Aye aye I been makin' music since about the 8th grade For I even thought about trappin' had to change ways Fuckin' on a bad ass bitch she a brace face Boy I can't even hop on the beat if I don't make cake Know I stay with 5 and he shootin' on mayday Claim she want a rich nigga but she don't even make cake Nah it ain't no pullin' over get to skirtin' from the jakes aye Girl it ain't really bout what you do Know a couple young niggas that'll shoot 2018 I was blue Cuz my ex bitch was lovin' on the crew And now they tryna tell me i'm rude Cuz I done turned this shit into some tunes Girl my love for you I got no room Now I don't even care bout what you do Hey Hey Pray to god that I really gotta change ways Cuz I been switching different bitches by the day aye Coolin' with Von and i'm sippin' on drank aye Know my niggas runnin' up on niggas get to spray aye Can't conversate with 12 so i'm skirtin' on the jakes aye Can't wait to turn my honda to a muhfuckin' wraith aye Steady steppin' on niggas put the pedal to ya face aye See that i'm on and they diggin' it Boy i'm so fly with the game you would think they was rigging it Y'all know 3 be in the cut just countin' his benjamins She f*ck with a young nigga on her J Pickett shit I'm a young gifted nigga ain't born on christmas Throw Meech on the on the beat you know he gone be rippin' shit Never lackin' with 5 steady ridin' with plenty sticks Tryna go from nike techs to rockin' all fendi fits Boy I don't made plenty hits Boy I done took many shits On niggas who thinking the f*ck with me But they steady breathing that's luckily Thought you was my brother you fucked with me Thought you was gone run up them bucks with me But you ended up cuffin' my old P Hey hey I'm knowin' that she wishin' she could change ways But it's too late you already done went 2 faced Now it's a new wave Girl we could be Chrisean and Blueface Girl I feel a type of way cuz I ain't seen you in 2 days Know we coulda been tied up I ain't talkin' no shoe lace Boy i'm young and i'm sick and shit Kinda like them flu days Know they gone hate when we rich and shit Cuz you knowin' that the whole crew ate Can't f*ck with these bitches you know they be fugazi Girl I ain't really been in the mood lately Cuz all I been thinking about is you lately And now i'm fuckin' bitches by the few baby Aye aye I been makin' music since about the 8th grade For I even thought about trappin' had to change ways Fuckin' on a bad ass bitch she a brace face Boy I can't even hop on the beat if I don't make cake Know I stay with 5 and he shootin' on mayday Claim she want a rich nigga but she don't even make cake Nah it ain't no pullin' over get to skirtin' from the jakes aye Girl it ain't really bout what you do Know a couple young niggas that'll shoot 2018 I was blue Cuz my ex bitch was lovin' on the crew And now they tryna tell me i'm rude Cuz I done turned this shit into some tunes Girl my love for you I got no room Now I don't even care bout what you do Nah