Stretch It Out (feat. Bbylungs)

Hundred dollars for the week I guess I gotta stretch it out All I did is do my thing and the whole world against me now I try to protect my energy and not do shit to stress me out I mix rum up with the coke but baby, ain't no crashing out Girl, I can't believe anything you say, cause you always lie When I saw your face, I couldn't speak, like my tongue was tied Throw that ass right up in a circle like some Toyo tires If not, then I'll pop up in your dreams like a poltergeist All I ever get is four, five, six when I roll the dice All I ever do is make a hit when I'm on the mic Last night I was motherfuckin' lit but what's the morning like Tell her to come over, ride my shit, like a motorbike You might seen me assassinating kings like I'm Mordecai Don't listen to me, popped a couple things, now I'm more than high Tell your bitch don't matter who she bring, I want all the vibes Girl don't act you ain't hear it ring, when I call at night I'ma act like I ain't hear a thing when you call me back Smoking on a blunt, it's fuckin' big, that's like Cali Pack Run it up, I'm tryna have these shows goin' back to back The music stop, and the curtains close, and it fade to black Hundred dollars for the week I guess I gotta stretch it out All I did is do my thing and the whole world against me now I try to protect my energy and not do shit to stress me out I mix rum up with the coke but baby, ain't no crashing out Girl, I can't believe anything you say, cause you always lie When I saw your face, I couldn't speak, like my tongue was tied Throw that ass right up in a circle like some Toyo tires If not, then I'll pop up in your dreams like a poltergeist Ooo, I did it all for you You tried to change my mood The things you did to me, I did the same to you Ooo, I did it all for you You triy to change my mood The things you did to me, I did the same to you Even when I go to sleep, I feel myself just fallin' down Focus on the wrong thing, it don't matter, I'll just go to hell It's my job, I left a memory with everything you do She can feel my fucking swag, I ain't even in my room Every action that I took always left a different view I just walk up in this bitch and I make my money stretch Wait till I make my money spread Hundred dollars for the week I guess I gotta stretch it out All I did was do my thing and the whole world against me now Try to protect my energy and not do shit that stress me out I mix rum up with the coke, but baby, ain't no crashing out Girl, I can't believe anything you say, cause you always lie When I saw your face, I couldn't speak, like my tongue was tied Throw that ass right up in a circle, like some Toyo tires If not, then I'll pop up in your dreams like a poltergeist All I ever get is four, five, six when I roll the dice All I ever do is make a hit when I'm on the mic Last night I was motherfuckin' lit, what's the morning like Tell her to come over and ride my shit like a motorbike Hundred dollars for the week I guess I gotta stretch it out All I did was do my thing and the whole world against me now I try to protect my energy and not do shit that stress me out I mix rum up with the coke, but baby, ain't no crashing out Crashing out I stretch it out Hunnit dollas for the weekend yeah So I gotta stretch it out Ooo ooo Ooo ooo