projecting

Cash in, cash out Yous on my mind on the dance out Life of the party, I'm the sell-out Homie can't deal, get the takeout Cash in, cash out Yous on my mind on the dance out I'm done projecting Done tapping that card machine so generous Just to be promiscuous Count your days, I'm counting bills On lot I spent tryna forget you Rolling the streets by nightfall These streets know when I ball I done bummed out all my homies for zaza Just to cup both your soft cheeks in the snow I don't forget all the pretty exchange All the words, all the love, all the worth, all the hate Homie hollers for me when I sway Swerve from the lights, recollecting And all of the time that I threw in the game Guess I spoke so highly when I was blinded by you Now I keep all of the homies and habits I'm out growing out some of new ones too And trust if I'm cold, I might bill you And if you come sliding, I'll time you Sweep me again and I'll kill you Sweep me again and I'll kill you Sweep me again and I'll kill you I know you ain't all that evil It's the you in my head, she the devil (You punk ass bitch) Sweep me again and I killa Cash in, cash out Yous on my mind on the dance out Life of the party, I'm the sell-out Homie can't deal, get the takeout Cash in, cash out Life of the party, I'm the sell-out, aye Life of the party, I'm the sell-out Cash in, cash out Yous on my mind on the dance out Life of the party, I'm the sell-out Homie can't deal, get the takeout Cash in, cash out Life of the party, I'm the sell-out Life of the party, I'm the sell-out (And trust if I'm cold I might bill you) But I'm done projecting