“ i can’t”
“ i dont”
I done put fights in the street and im still fighting
Money don’t stop so im still grinding
Clever moves yeah my hustle different
Remember you told me you was coming with me
Now you all lost and im c*ming in it
Bag solid ain’t no tumble in me
I see the route ain’t no fumble in me
“huh”
Im not quick to flex i got humble in me
My jeans the finest i got hunnits in em
“huh”
But i ain’t gotta say it cause you knew it
Tysons galleria for you i do it
Im spending too fast sometimes i went clueless
Is that real love?
In the streets solid real thug
Running up money tryna bring it home to you
Now im at home pop broke im alone with it
Quick vacay low key no phone with me
Running up diddy’s tryna stack up this paper
Real landlord i got the finest of flavors
I thought it was me but you the heartbreaker
If i had no cash would you still love me?
Would you still love me if i was a dummy?
Would you still love me if i ain’t have credit?
Would you still love couldn’t swipe for the debit?
Would you still love me couldn’t make it to heaven?
Would you still love me come home past 11?
“would you still love me come home past 11?”
I done put fights in the street and im still fighting
Money don’t stop so im still grinding
Clever moves yeah my hustle different
Remember you told me you was coming with me
Now you all lost and im c*ming in it
Bag solid ain’t no tumble in me
I see the route ain’t no fumble in me
“huh”
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