produced by ny4

[intro: ro]
(nya)

[chorus: ny4]
try to keep up
i don’t need ya
yea i built my own lane (skrt)
now im swerving in a 2 seater
b-bank account getting heavy
every step i take make it deeper
(on god)
heyeah, ik my real friends i ain’t worried
‘bout these people
l-loyalty tight nigga my circle like a needle
staying away from the evil,
yea
why they tuning in to my life?
threw a party just for me
then i showed up twice (twice)

had my clone in the corner
taking fashion advice
i put the blueprint in ya’ face
and you still ain’t doing right
t-took the throne told ‘em adjust this shit
to my height (yea)
whatcha’ on? i think you the one
ima share my life
i’m tryna find the act
i just threw out the tris huh
i’m-i’m a glitch in the game
yea-yea a cheat code bitch (woo)
p-put the money in hand
i’ll make it make sense (how you)
c-claiming that you one of my opps
but can’t even make rent 🆗

my heart full of resentment for niggas
that won’t listen, i don’t give a fuck how you feeling—
‘member you ain’t help out when it wasn’t shit in the kitchen
i’m getting to that limit
time to show these niggas who we been
(been)
no i ain’t with all the gimmicks
(been)
ain’t doing shit for a image
(at all-)
2x

rese(n)tment

FIND HOME

Ig - @swerv.nl or @sargxnta
Sc - Inquires @##argent.wav

phy - Call Of Duty p. (@yahfio)

rexv2- new to me @15drtt

prod stepjayc

Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey

All these hoes want my attention
Baby it's too late
Put my head on my pillow
My bed
I ain't really tryna wake up today
But i gotta get up gettin money today
I make money bad bad today

She just hit my phone but baby ion even care
I left her on read like she ain't even even there
I be way too high i can't even walk up the stairs
These niggas be starrin
These niggas be lurkin
They really tryna eat off of my plate but that shit empty
Both my hands are tied baby i can't even help me
Watchu watchu want me baby watchu want me to do

City of Angels
City of Angels baby i love sinnin
I love all the bad hoes that are coming my way

She just hit my phone but baby ion even care
I left her on read like she ain't even even there
I be way too high i can't even walk up the stairs
These niggas be starrin
These niggas be lurkin
They really tryna eat off of my plate but that shit empty
Both my hands are tied baby i can't even help me

Hey

attention

Haha, woo
Woo, slatt (check, check)
Slatt (check, check, check, check)

(check, check, check)
(check, check, check, check, check)

Let me taste your flesh
Count checks, count these checks (Woah)
Let's pop that X (Slatt)
Don't pop no more X (Wow)
I live life on the edge (Yuh)
Cause you only live once, that's facts
Cause you only live once, that's facts (Boo)
When you die, gon' be on to the next (What)
Live my life on sex
Thousand-dollar denim on me, she tryin' get in my pants (Rock out)
I told her, "Take care" I don't do that aftercare (Ok, Rock out)
In that Aston Martin, all white ceiling (All white)
Saint so player (Saint)
Saint so player (Saint)

I'm player as fuck (Woah)
Drank got me turning up (Yeah)
I'm scared of losing ya (What)
I get high, so I lose all the thoughts (Yeah)
Don't even fuck with the parties, I'm only here cause all my friends pulled up
Label just cut me the check, I don't even think that the guap is enough

Put the grabba in my blunt, fired up the whole party
I love a model bitch, but I need a homebody (Slatt)
Just tell me what you want, I'll spend the night with ya
And we gon' live forever, don't be scared
Would ya?

(Woo, woo)
(Blatt, blatt)
If I had to step in your shoes, nigga I'd be dead (Bitch)
I'm so blessed
Told a hoe, "I'm so blessed" (Blessed)
Nigga I'd step on y'all necks
Shoot Like net
Young nigga just tryin' flex
Young nigga just tryin' flex (Check)
Check, check, check
Told a nigga cut that check (Check)

Let me taste your flesh
Count checks, count these checks (Check, check, check, check)
(Woah)
Let's pop that X (Slatt)
Don't pop no more X (Wow)
I live life on the edge (Yuh)
Cause you only live once, that's facts
Cause you only live once, that's facts (Boo)
When you die, gon' be on to the next (What)
Live my life on sex
Thousand-dollar denim on me, she tryin' get in my pants (Rock out)
I told her "Take care" I don't do that aftercare (Ok, Rock out)
In that Aston Martin, all white ceiling (All white)
Saint so player (Saint)
Saint so player (Saint)

Just tell me what you want, I'll spend the night with ya
And we gon' live forever, don't be scared
Would ya? (Slatt)

Don't be scared
Would ya?