Don't wanna be your enemy I've been doing my best with these cards my life been dealing me I don't even remember nobody, you know I'ma hold my shit I walk through that fire, you ain't even hold my hand How you feel about it? What you thinkin' 'bout? I won't call you, know I'll be there, probably On the road, I'm in your city now But I won't text 'cause I know you ain't 'bout it
Too many shows, I'm getting a rush I know my mama she think I'm the worst with these hoes but I swear I'm trying my best I went from dusty and broke to getting some shit I never thought I would get I went and spent a check that's somе shit I ain't never gotta collect Boy, I can tеll if you movin' fake I'm goin' to Hell if I don't change Lurk in the field 'cause I got the [range?] I'm kickin' her far, she off of the play Come follow me under the stars She think I'm hatin' the way that I'm moving, but baby I love from afar I like to sit in the house and just pour up this drink I don't go to no bars How I'm toxic when I'm something that ain't one of yours? I got options but I don't know what I'm waiting for Why, at the end of my day I'm always sittin' here wanting more? Knowing damn well I ain't gonna find nothing good when I'm out on tour
Don't wanna be your enemy I've been doing my best with these cards my life been dealing me I don't even remember nobody, you know I'ma hold my shit I walk through that fire, you ain't even hold my hand How you feel about it? What you thinkin' 'bout? I won't call you, know I'll be there, probably On the road, I'm in your city now But I won't text 'cause I know you ain't 'bout it
Compositores: Matthew Cooper, James Haley (Bigbabygucci), Ian Francis ECAD: Obra #42826847