didnt really like the mix either dont remind me

lyrics:

aye, aye
want it so i got it
i want profit
i cant make no money cuz i spend it all on shoppin
i dont worry cause i know im fuckin ballin
got these hoes on my dick they lovin on my chocolate
my shit dark, my shit long, baby mommas jockin
cop a new yacht, just so i could fuckin dock it
smell like givenchy, she want me
smell like givenchy, she want me
uh, uh, uh, 
want it so i got it
i want profit
i cant make no money cuz i spend it all on shoppin
i dont worry cause i know im fuckin ballin
got these hoes on my dick they lovin on my chocolate

i cant save no money
spend all on chronic, im honest
ill get it if i want it
i come in, come in hot
when i drop, i dont flaunt it
i been spittin vomit 
find me rollin like im sonic
its just the way it goes
baby came to take it slow
she stayin late we layin low
we aint playing games we playin roles
im always the move 
so much more i wanna do
so much more i gonna prove
so make some room im coming thru

want it so i got it
i want profit
i cant make no money cuz i spend it all on shoppin
i dont worry cause i know im fuckin ballin
got these hoes on my dick they lovin on my chocolate

PROFIT FT. DAG

.life.loss.love.

waste [spookymadeit]

prod me <3 
hope you enjoy, I love this one

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4ntE7OAMROsCi3A0LeG3BN
apple: https://music.apple.com/us/album/chances/1583275220?i=1583275221

lyrics: 

I tried, so what 
It just felt like salt in the cut
Taste on my tongue, think I need to sober up 
Dealing with the venom, like cobra
Cold wind, running through my hair
I miss October
Wake up, roll up 
Dealing with this shit, I got a problem 
So what
I'm not gonna stop until they know us 
Hopping out the tour bus, like so what 
No one
Really riding with you when you need em

Yelling from the rooftop 
Wishing you would call back
All that, left it in the past 
Now I'm off that 
Two lefts
Couldn't make a right but you knew that
Stepping over me just like a doormat

We could take a chance 
Baby I'm so sick & tired of second chances 
Got me in a panic
It's not romantic
If I don't feel the love 
I been running from myself
& I'm about to throw up 
Panic! Fall into a trance acting manic 
Dammit! You're the one who left me with this damage 
Can't win, when I keep on taking all these chances 
I gotta move on, I can't keep on thinking bout what happened 

Darling, tell me what you want 
But don't wait on me, I'm not coming home 
I don't know what I need, but I'll be better off
Bullet to your valentine, you pulled out the sawed off 
I'm about to doze off
I can't with my day job
Everybody, all around me
Working for a day off
Nights like these
They don't feel the same, anymore

I'm sending an SOS 
I just need to get away from here
Something's not working
I try to be perfect
Hoping one day I finally get it right
Don't wait on me, you'll waste your time

I keep falling under shit that I can't handle
Yeah, I stand tall even though it tests my mental
Tear me apart, it's been pulling at my arms 
Maybe it's not worth it after all 

We could take a chance 
Baby I'm so sick & tired of second chances 
Got me in a panic
It's not romantic
If I don't feel the love 
I been running from myself
& I'm about to throw up 
Panic! Fall into a trance acting manic 
Dammit! You're the one who left me with this damage 
Can't win, when I keep on taking all these chances 
I gotta move on, I can't keep on thinking bout what happened

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chances

PRODUCED BY: llouis
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