But the time get tough,
it's really there for you forever
I was down bad on my dick and you nigga weren't there,
and your bitch wasn't there
Now everything on me expensive and you nigga wanna count,
now I nigga take care of
Wake up in a million,
I quit with some workout every time I walk up the stairs
All I can say is you that nigga,
every time I look in the mirror
Now I'm feeling only the only thing I feel is God
Yeah, niggas essential, my dollars filled, God
So I don't even deal,
I don't wanna hear you at all
20 count,
I'm closer than normal,
I'ma see that tomorrow
And I quit making moves like Drake and Jaz like,
what the *?
Late night with my bitch,
I throw up too much pink mascara
All of a sudden,
all these hoes is gone,
she act like she know me better,
she ain't never noticed
I'm the blueprint,
there's some poses,
can't let them get closer
When it's fourth quarter,
I'm the * closer,
freak gon' take her clothes off
Barely know her,
gotta flex my closet,
yeah,
I love to show off
If I can't show off,
don't even suck me in,
he announce me every time,
don't matter what club we in
For real,
for real,
for real, for real,
for real, for real,
for real, for real, for real
Wake up in a million,
I quit with some workout,
every time I walk up the stairs
Wake up in a million,
I quit with some workout,
every time I walk up the stairs
All I can say is you that nigga,
every time I look in the mirror
Now I'm feeling only the only thing I feel is God
Yeah, niggas essential, my dollars filled, God
So I don't even deal,
I don't wanna hear you at all
20 count,
closer than all,
I'ma see that tomorrow And the crib making
moves like Drake and Jazz like what the *
Like, now, where my bitch at, thug?
Too much pink mascara