Held Back

I been lackin' latley But, I got to get it done pranto Got to do it perfectly, so, I do it solo Niggas who now envy me tried to make me go slow "You never gon' make it bro", nigga, I was told so I could feel the hate, like, straight up in my core So, I fucked a nigga bitch, I was straight up in her torso Everybody judged me like I was in that court So, I found me a lil' guilty of all the shit I bought Get up in the morning, 'bout to go shoot some visuals Wake up in the next 'cause we got to make the sequels Automatic hustle everyday, it's by default You ain't shit pushin' though, nigga, we ain't equal Ever had a bitch go leave you for a pay cheque? Feelin' a lil' robbed, so, I had to get my pay checked Bih' stole a hunned from my closet, I was trippin' Back then, I worked hard to get a hunned, was a mission Tried to cut her off, but you know that she was leachin' Tried to clear up all the pockets she was reachin' One day, she don't love me, then she do, she a season Can't blame me for the way we had to split, I had reasons She said she don't like how I spend it on my brothers Only spend the money with the people you would die by It her eyes I should've never spent it on no other Shit came unexpected, feel like it's a drive-by Shit came unexpected I was in my mama house, dreamin' 'bout the status Niggas like, "what's that about", actin' like they made us You feel Dj Khaled, you should make another one I saw you hate my Ws, so, I made another one Shit came unexpected I was in my mama house, dreamin' 'bout the status Niggas like, "what's that about", actin' like they made us You should make another one I been lackin' latley But, I got to get it done pranto Got to do it perfectly, so, I do it solo Niggas who now envy me tried to make me go slow "You never gon' make it bro", nigga, I was told so I could feel the hate, like, straight up in my core So, I fucked a nigga bitch, I was straight up in her torso Everybody judged me like I was in that court So, I found me a lil' guilty of all the shit I bought I try to leave the crib at 2pm, it's gettin' weird I see my ex bitch with this nigga with a beard They picked a spot right outside my gate, so random I try to be a ghost in this bih, Danny Phantom Stepped outside the gate, passed 'em like I never seen 'em Bitch holla'd at me, I ain't finna greet 'em Homie said, "what's up, nigga", dared him to repeat it Ain't tryna' put nobody on a tee, so, I beat it But, I got to get it done pranto Got to do it perfectly, so, I do it solo Niggas who now envy me tried to make me go slow "You never gon' make it bro", nigga, I was told so I could feel the hate, like, straight up in my core So, I fucked a nigga bitch, I was straight up in her torso Everybody judged me like I was in that court So, I found me a lil' guilty of all the shit I bought