distractions [ALL PLATS]

claiming this sound
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produced by: rue
written by: sye
vocalists: sye
composed by: sye
engineered by: sye
mastered by: sye

hoes be actin' so different on some new shit
u aint think i noticed?
im sad u folded
why you change on me lil bae 
ive been thinking bout some fucking things 
you would never to say to me lil bae
you could call me insane
but i went through all this pain
just for you to go to waste
baby i put in all this pain
i'll walk through out that rain
so you can hear me say your, name

these backwoods fat straight to the brain
fuck all these hoes aint mean a thing
bad lil bitch and she from spain
yea yo bitch basic and plain
all these sluts a easy tame
but i wont fuck because they be lame
hunnid ball yea that's some change
she drop them draws cuz she can't wait
bitch im chris paul im dropping 8
money too tall cant fit in safe
i got some shit up on my plate
i prayed to god to see a change 
yea i was modest yall was fake

lets be real, pockets fat, money blue, hella racks
i got shit just check my stats
all my hoes be shakin' ass 
i got shit you wish had
that shit you said was hella wack

i do that shit back 2 back, that bitch a freak might smack ha ass
pour that lean, texture like sap
i got drugs inside this pack
why the fuck they tryna cap
he talking shit i snatch his hat 
i got brodie in the back, he serve that shit like its a snack

these backwoods fat straight to the brain
fuck all these hoes aint mean a thing
bad lil bitch and she from spain
yea yo bitch basic and plain
all these sluts a easy tame
but i wont fuck because they be lame
hunnid ball yea that's some change
she drop them draws cuz she can't wait
bitch im chris paul im dropping 8
money too tall cant fit in safe
i got some shit up on my plate
i prayed to god to see a change
yea i was modest yall was fake

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Produced by Wa & Sk8zay

LYRICS: 

And I said I would do, anything for ya
And I’m smoking on the roof, got that gas for ya
And this shit ain’t nothing new, pay no mind to ya
Ima take a pill or two, for the feel oh yeah
I’m still the same guy, i’m talking
Big money baller, I make more than I talk about
I make them dollars, I don’t look at the price amount
Same bitch I’m fucking be the same bitch that’s stalking, yeah
Ima run a bag, i’m finna stack up
Take a leap into the future like i’m Daft Punk
Fuck ya ex, I’m making more than all your last ones
My bad, if you want a feature ima tax ya
My bad, bitch i’m with the gang, they finna stack up
Five bands, one im finna spend up on this Raf yeah
I can’t spend no time with you, you moving mad yeah
Too high, bitch and when I land i’m getting too right
Yeah
Stepping on the beat yeah bitch I been walking
Yeah im tryna fuck this hoe, so all my sins talking
Way I fuck this hoe so good, I make the bed rocking
Only fucking up on all these 10s, eat up like Red Robin yeah
I don’t understand these hoes yeah they just keep talking
Bitch i’m hanging with the dogs, they just keep barking
And chilling with this hoe yeah we be hot boxing
And I’m feeling like i’m Kurt bitch I just keep rocking yeah
And I said I would do, anything for ya
And I’m smoking on the roof, got that gas for ya
And this shit ain’t nothing new, pay no mind to ya
Ima take a pill or two, for the feel oh yeah
I’m still the same guy, i’m talking
Big money baller, I make more than I talk about
I make them dollars, I don’t look at the price amount
Same bitch I’m fucking be the same bitch that’s stalking, yeah

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