Make a Move

I'm sorry That i didn't do Everything i had too when I Broke your heart Ugh And baby that's the truth Yeah maybe you hate me Well i hate me too Thought it was for life Yeah lil bitch got confused I been throwin hunnids, got my money all bruised Marry Jane or money baby don't you make me choose It's like i ain't living sober hit some lines or Make a Move You could chase em bitches but it's money you gone lose Not a sore loser but I'd much rather be winning Cause I'm cutting on my losses had a tell a bitch good riddances She saying f*ck me? phshh What was that? I just aint hearing it! Said I get no money, told the bitch to just get serious My life's a horror movie but they watching like insidious You taking all her shit i make her kneel while on her period Like damn Why you staring? You are Not Ray Charles Working harder with the talent i provided Reason why i stay wild So i can't seem to fold now i gotta cash pile Like wow I done ran more miles per hour, Bitch! I been making more money than your fathers companies While i'm smoking Cali weed And i keep the best fucking tree in town I miss you Huh? Do i meet all your desires? Then why'd you do me dirty bitch? now i don't f*ck with liars! Inspired off the acid bouta eat her like an edible GOD don't even f*ck with me I'm fucking her premarital Ugh I'm breaking necks while looking somewhat indescribable Bitch I'm the greatest you could find in yo kaleidoscope It's just the numbers you be seeing unreliable But then the lyrics you be hearing undeniable I might've loved you but still dropped you like some adderall This xanny in my double cup don't f*ck with alcohol When i was lonely, on my lowest might've had to crawl Now standing tallerm, broke boy just wanna have it all!