Teenage Luv

TEENAGE LUV (JERSEY CLUB)

OPEN UP

OPEN UP (JERSEY CLUB)

Song Title: CAN'T LET GO
Artist: Fermin a.k.a SINCERELYADHD
Producer: Fermin Suero, Jr.
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Fermin Suero, Jr.

Composers: Fermin Suero Jr, Louis Christian Collard-Watson, Gerard Lange, John Samuel Gerhart

Lyricist: Fermin Suero, Jr.

Vocal Producer: Fermin Suero, Jr.
Lead Guitarist: Gerard Lange
Additional Guitars: Louis Christian Collard-Watson, John Samuel Gerhart
Bass: John Samuel Gerhart
Drum Programming: Fermin Suero, Jr.
Arranger: Gerard Lange, Fermin Suero, Jr.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Another sad song, “I did you bad” song
With a drum kit you and I could dance to
I’m an asshole, yeah I’m an asshole
Should’ve loved you back when I had the chance to, ugh

But most of us won’t see it coming
Hindsight is like 20-something
Irony is killing me

Now I see you’re with someone better
Cooler, with his Varsity Letters
Guess it wasn’t meant to be

Pre 1:
All my regrets stumble back in to haunt me
It’s hard to, hard to undo all the things that you taught me

Chorus 1:
I cannot let go, I can’t move on
2AM on the front of your lawn
Gotta let you know
I can’t let go

Verse 2:
I’ve tried discarding your things in the garbage
I let my walls down now I keep my feelings guarded
Right from when it started

You went and gave a hopeless heart, an open sore
Could’ve left me, let me be
Instead you went and broke it more

I-I-I-I’m being selfish
I-I-I but I can’t help it
I-I-I-I know it’s wrong
But I-I-I-I hope he breaks your heart

Pre 2:
My regrets stumble back in to haunt me
It’s hard to, hard to undo all the things that you taught me

Chorus 2:
I cannot let go, I can’t move on
2AM on the front of your lawn
Gotta let you know
I can’t let go
I can’t let go

Bridge:
I-I-I-I’m being selfish
I-I-I but I can’t help it
I-I-I-I know it’s wrong
But I-I-I-I hope he breaks your-

I-I-I-I’m being selfish
I-I-I but I can’t help it
I-I-I-I know it’s wrong
But I-I-I-I hope he breaks your heart

Pre 3:
My regrets stumble back in to haunt me
It’s hard to, hard to undo all the things that you taught me

Chorus 3:
I cannot let go, I can’t move on
2AM on the front of your lawn
Gotta let you know
I can’t let go

CAN'T LET GO

CAN'T LET GO (Prod. FERMIN)

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($5000/remix)

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GANGSTA BOO (JERSEY CLUB)

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WHERE TO NOW

Produced by Fermin Suero, Jr. (SINCERELYADHD)
Composer: Fermin Suero, Jr., and Star Castillo
Lyricist: Fermin Suero, Jr.
Additional Vocals: Fermin Suero, Jr., and Star Castillo

Vocals recorded on wired Apple Earbuds.

BEAT OF YOUR HEART (by SINCERELYADHD & Star Castillo)

BEAT OF YOUR HEART Lyrics

Verse 1:
You’re ecstasy, I’m poppin’ two
I might just OD on you, baby, in this room
This isn’t me, this definitely isn’t you
But I don’t mind, girl, let’s dance to the beat of your heart

Pre:
Speed it up
Speed it up
Speed it up
Fast, yeah, go fast, yeah, let’s go!

Speed it up
Speed it up
Speed it up
Love how it sound, it go…

Chorus 1:
Uh, uh, uh, aye!
Uh, uh, uh, huh!
Uh, uh, uh, aye!
Ooh

Uh, uh, uh, aye!
Uh, uh, uh, huh!
Uh, uh, uh, aye!
Ooh

BEAT OF YOUR HEART (WITH STAR CASTILLO)

NOT TODAY

Prod. eeryskies

Lyrics:
If I’m not black and I’m not white
Fuck am I? My skin is light?
My daddy dark, my mama bright
Mulatto
Bi-racial? bi-ethnic?
I might die before I find out
That’s time sensitive
Before you know it’s lights out
Caribbean boy
PR and Dominican boy but I’m a citizen, boy
And when they talking to US,
They say, “it’s not that serious boy”
You look at me, there’s two sides
I’m not bi-curious boy
I’m getting mad, I’m gettin hot
I’m just a furious boy
Can I say the n-word?
I don’t know nigga
In Hollywood there’s different rules
This ain’t New York nigga
They say you shouldn’t eat red meat
But I like pork nigga
If you don’t like the way I talk, take me to court
If you don’t like the way I walk, cut off my toes
If you don’t like the way I sneeze, cut off my noseeeee
If I’m not black and I’m not white
Then who am I? I’m getting tight!
These twitter fingers type opinions!
This subjective! Both sides!
I put the blame on both guys!
I put the blame on both guys! 
Tell me who I ought to be
Then sit me down, I’m courtside
They the type to tell a singer, they should be an MC
They the type to tell a nigga “be him”, and not me!
But shout out Lucy, tellin’ me to be myself
Poor my heart into this music
If it’s goofy then it’s goofy
If it’s stupid then it’s stupid
Do you love me? Keep it cupid!
If im not black, if im not white
If im not black, and im not white
Then tell me slaves in the DR
They were not transferred overnight
Then tell me European boys
They didn’t rape the native wives?
Tell me every descendent
Won’t have identity crises, for life!
Venting to somebody with a therapy license!
I told Joel - my therapist - about these problems inside
And then my therapist died, only in me, they survive!
I can’t believe it, I cried
From dusk to evening time
Will I find meaning inside?
My ethnicities are two peas in a pod
Assimilate! Assimilate! Assimilate! Assimilate!
Assimilate! Assimilate! Assimilate! Assimilate!
Now he’s different, now he’s different
Now he’s American, no seasoning in the kitchen
Now he’s an embarrassment to his heritage  
We did it!
Assimilate! Assimilate! Assimilate! Assimilate!
Assimilate! Assimilate! Assimilate! Assimilate!  
Tell me that I’m, uhh
Tell me that I’m wrong
Tell me that I’m wrong

if_im_not_black_if_im_not_white

Beat produced by HYPRWRLD x SIGHOST
Vocals produced by REXX DIAZ
MIX/MASTER by REXX DIAZ

L3T_M3_B3_SUM1

Beat produced by HYPRWRLD x imregii x Gabe Lucas
Vocal produced by REXX DIAZ

S_T_R_4_N_G_3_R

Beat produced By WHITESHINE
Vocals produced  by REXX DIAZ

D_3_A_D

BETTER OFF

Written by: Fermin Suero, Jr.
Vocal Tracking at: Fermin's Basement
Mixed by: Fermin Suero, Jr.
Mastered by Dave.
Produced by: Freek Van Workum
Executive Producer: Fermin Suero, Jr.

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Feelin' Your Friend

Thought I might write a response to Julia Michaels 'Issues' from a guys perspective. This was recorded in my room; rough mix & master.

Issues (Male Version) Lyrics:
Written & Sung by @SINCERELYADHD

You’re jealous I’m with my fellas
When I’m down, I be so down.
When I’m high I’m above clouds.
You get angry, but you won’t leave me.
I can put you in my past. Losing you isn’t that bad.

So you go and judge me
But what I meant baby, I got things to do.
But you won’t love me for me
Cuss who I am isn’t who you thought you knew.

Girl, I got issues that’s nothing new
I’ll give them all to you, so you can have them too
Bask in the glory of all our problems.
Cause we got that kind of love it takes to solve them

We do things on purpose.
When I'm mad you discuss how
You don't like when I shut down.
I'm toxic. I'm a work in progress. 
You're physically poison
Your love is a potion. 

Yet you go and judge me
You're the only one that I don't want to lose
Now you don't judge me. 
Cuss who I am is exactly who you knew.

Girl, You got issues and that’s nothing new
You gave them all to me so I can have them too
Bask in the glory of all our problems.
Cause we got that kind of love it takes to solve them

ISSUES MALE VERSION

Issues (Male Version) by Julia Michaels

I rewrote an old song of mine and rerecorded it in my closet. I did a rough mix and master in my bedroom.

Beat Production: Mantra

Social Media:
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Here are my lyrics:

Verse:
Let me take you to the back of the back. 
Got you sipping on cognac, yeah.
This liquor got you sticking around.
You’re more than welcome to hit the after party,
But after you drink all of this down.

Bridge:
If you leave this place with me, I’ll love you right-
In between your thighs; making love tonight.
If you want to go baby go, I’ll make it drip below your knees
If you want to show baby show how you work atop me

Chorus:
Because I know, I know
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.
I said I know, I know.
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.
Put it all on my plate
Pussy all in my face.
You know I love how that taste.
Like oh no.
I said I know, I know.
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.

Verse:
Let me take you to the back of the back. 
Got you sipping on cognac, yeah.
This liquor got you sticking around.
You’re more than welcome to hit the after party,
But after you drink all of this down.

Bridge:
If you leave this place with me, I’ll love you right-
In between your thighs; making love tonight.
If you want to go baby go, I’ll make it drip below your knees
If you want to show baby show how you work atop me

Chorus:
Because I know, I know
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.
I said I know, I know.
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.
Put it all on my plate
Pussy all in my face.
You know I love how that taste.
Like oh no.
I said I know, I know.
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.

Bridge:
If you leave this place with me, I’ll love you right-
In between your thighs; making love tonight.
If you want to go baby go, I’ll make it drip below your knees
If you want to show baby show how you work atop me

Chorus:
Because I know, I know
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.
I said I know, I know.
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.
Put it all on my plate
Pussy all in my face.
You know I love how that taste.
Like oh no.
I said I know, I know.
I know what you like.
Yeh, I know what you like.

WHAT YOU LIKE

"You deserve a Tony for the way you're performing."

Beat Production: Ovie

IG/Twitter: @SINCERELYADHD

SPOTLIGHT

JAMIE FOXX

IN MY FEELINGS

Missin’ U Lyrics
Written by @SINCERELYADHD
MISSIN' U (Prod. Guillermo)

Chorus:
I used to hit up your phone
Now you don’t hit me no more
Chilling outside your home
I was talking to your mom’s

Bout how I’m missing you
Wish I could trade it all for one last kiss with you
That’s how much I’m missing you

You ain’t giving no fucks
You just busting it down
You’ve been fucking around
You don’t fuck with me now

But I’ve been missing you
Wish I could trade it all just for one kiss with you
Let me put my lips on you

Verse 1:
You don’t even know
I’ve been out here faithful to the wrong one
I was pushing weight baby just to pay your funds
You been out here playing baby now I’m feeling sprung

Now I’m feeling sprung on you
You was acting different with my one’s on you
Now you tell me different like “I’m done with you”
But don’t forget that’s how you got that bling on your wrist
And that louie on your hips girl

Chorus:
I used to hit up your phone
Now you don’t hit me no more
Chilling outside your home
I was talking to your mom’s

Bout how I’m missing you
Wish I could trade it all for one last kiss with you
That’s how much I’m missing you

You ain’t giving no fucks
You just busting it down
You’ve been fucking around
You don’t fuck with me now

But I’ve been missing you
Wish I could trade it all just for one kiss with you
Let me put my lips on you

Verse 2:
Put it on your own
I’mma put it down baby
Down up on the floor
If you wanna feel it, feel it
I can give you more
I can get it singing baby
Make that pussy moan
Make that pussy sing for a nigga
Sound like it singer
Oooh
I know you remember them nights
When we’d get outline
Used to do this everyday
When everything was alright

Chorus:
I used to hit up your phone
Now you don’t hit me no more
Chilling outside your home
I was talking to your mom’s

Bout how I’m missing you
Wish I could trade it all for one last kiss with you
That’s how much I’m missing you

You ain’t giving no fucks
You just busting it down
You’ve been fucking around
You don’t fuck with me now

But I’ve been missing you
Wish I could trade it all just for one kiss with you
Let me put my lips on you

MISSIN' U

Talk About It Lyrics
Written by @SINCERELYADHD
Talk About It (Prod. Sounds Need To Talk)

Chorus:
I know you want to talk about it
I’d rather talk around it
Beat around the bushes
Talk about that good shit

Okay, let’s talk about it
The way you held me down girl
Now I’m calling for you name
But you don’t hear a sound girl

Oh, don’t let make talk about it
Ooh, ooh
Oh, don’t let make talk about it
Ooh, ooh
Oh, don’t let make talk about it

Verse 1:
We was out
Sleeping on the couch
I crept out
Didn’t make a sound

I fucked up
Chilling in the club
That’s your friend
Seeing me getting me drunk with all my groupie fans

What do I do with them?
I got so many of them
It’s hard when you the man

I’m fucking popping baby
I can’t explain myself
Cuss everybody watching
I’m going insane as hell

Chorus:
I know you want to talk about it
I’d rather talk around it
Beat around the bushes
Talk about that good shit

Okay, let’s talk about it
The way you held me down girl
Now I’m calling for you name
But you don’t hear a sound girl

Oh, don’t let make talk about it
Ooh, ooh
Oh, don’t let make talk about it
Ooh, ooh
Oh, don’t let make talk about it

Verse 2:
It’s not my fault 
I was feeling lost
You went to find me
Finally I got caught

It’s not your fault
Girl, it’s not your fault
I’m tryna to find you
Find you in the dark

I’m looking everywhere
Hope that you ain’t far
I’m looking everywhere
Even Central Park

Still looking everywhere
Hope that you ain’t far
Now I’m fucking standing there
Tell me where you are

Chorus:
I know you want to talk about it
I’d rather talk around it
Beat around the bushes
Talk about that good shit

Okay, let’s talk about it
The way you held me down girl
Now I’m calling for you name
But you don’t hear a sound girl

Oh, don’t let make talk about it
Ooh, ooh
Oh, don’t let make talk about it
Ooh, ooh
Oh, don’t let make talk about it

TALK ABOUT IT

SNAX Lyrics
Written by SINCERELYADHD & @isthatkyoto
SNAX (feat. Kyoto) [Prod. CashMoneyAP x The Martianz]

Chorus:
I got xans in my pants, ugh
I got xans in my pants, ugh
Bitch, I got xans in my pants, ugh
I got xans in my pants, ugh

I got these xans in my pants
I got the xans in my pants
I got them xans in my pants
I got them xans in my pants

Bitch, I got xans in my pants
I got xans in my pants

Verse 1:
Poppin xanny’s on the daily just to pass out
Felt it coming every time I fucking sat down
I’ve been sending all my demons to the background
And I’ve been doing everything but they back now

Know it, I know I know it
I try to stop popping pills and then I blow it
I got the xans inside a bottle
I’m tryna pop-pop-pop em with a model

Pre Chorus:
I’m tryna do what I can
But what do I do when I’m hollow?
Do it again, I got a xan 
I’m bouta mix in a bottle

Chorus:
I got xans in my pants, ugh
I got xans in my pants, ugh
Bitch, I got xans in my pants, ugh
I got xans in my pants, ugh

I got these xans in my pants
I got the xans in my pants
I got them xans in my pants
I got them xans in my pants

Bitch, I got xans in my pants
I got xans in my pants

Verse 2 (Kyoto):
I got perks, I got xans
Need me like four in advance
My fabric’s imported from France
I got bored, poured four up again

Aye, walk into Neimanns, I spend
By myself, I ain’t got many friends
These bitches all around catching bands
Like OBJ, I do my dance, woah

Aye, they all tryna hop on the wave
I’m in the booth smoking boof 
With yo bitch and I don’t know her name
You is the nigga to blame

Shame, shame, shame, shame
Just need the Fendi and a chain
Still in the crib smoking stank
Just want the bands, hold the fame, wait

Chorus:
I got xans in my pants, ugh
I got xans in my pants, ugh
Bitch, I got xans in my pants, ugh
I got xans in my pants, ugh

I got these xans in my pants
I got the xans in my pants
I got them xans in my pants
I got them xans in my pants

Bitch, I got xans in my pants
I got xans in my pants

SNAX

Looking For You Lyrics
Written by sincerelyADHD
Looking For You (Prod. Yusei)

*Rough Mix and Master*

Chorus:
I’m looking for you when you’re not there
Wishing you would come back
Girl, you know it’s a fact
If I’m without you might as well be no air
You’re the only thing I’m thinking about here

I’m looking for you when you’re not there
Wishing you would come back
Just to see you react
One more time cause all this time’s been unfair
Say baby, baby, I just need you right here

Verse 1:
I hear them screaming, it’s the voices in my head
Yelling my unsettled heart to the open at the edge
And I am faint, taking on a leap of faith
What am I supposed if I still I like you?

I’m tryna get by, I don’t think it’s working
It just keeps hurting
If I can get through to you to come by
Then I’ll be alright (then I’ll be alright)

Pre Chorus:
Ooh, these phases come and go
If I can get you out my mind
Then I’d bet I’d fine, oh

Chorus:
But instead I’m looking for you when you’re not there
Wishing you would come back
Girl, you know it’s a fact
If I’m without you might as well be no air
You’re the only thing I’m thinking about here

I’m looking for you when you’re not there
Wishing you would come back
Just to see you react
One more time cause all this time’s been unfair
Say baby, baby, I just need you right here

LOOKIN 4 U

No More Lyrics
Written by @SINCERELYADHD
No More (Prod. TheSkyBeats)

Chorus:
Things are not the same, no, no
Your momma said you came back home
I know we’ve tried to play it cool
But this is not a game no more

Things are not the same, no, no
Your momma said you came back home
I know we’ve tried to play it cool
But this is not a game no more

Verse 1:
First I fell in head over Nikes
You came falling right behind me
If I fall off you're beside me
And you’d hold me down, down, no

But I went on the road
And you was out of town
Getting your diploma
None of us was home
That’s why we felt alone

Pre Chorus:
And I hate sleeping around with the hoes in my town
And I-I wanna know if you're feeling down
And I-I wanna know, tell me, 'cause I’m drowning
Drowning in my sorrows, 
If you want to save me, baby, hurry up

Chorus:
Things are not the same, no, no
Your momma said you came back home
I know we’ve tried to play it cool
But this is not a game no more

Things are not the same, no, no
Your momma said you came back home
I know we’ve tried to play it cool
But this is not a game no more

Verse 2:
Are we something, are we nothing?
Tell me, baby, tell me something
I’m impatient, I’ve been waiting
4 years for your graduation

I just came back from the road
And you just finished college 
Getting your diploma
Both of us is home
But, still, I feel alone 

Pre Chorus:
And I hate sleeping around with the hoes in my town
And I-I wanna know if you're feeling down
And I-I wanna know, tell me, 'cause I’m drowning
Drowning in my sorrows, 
If you want to save me, baby, hurry up 

Chorus:
Things are not the same, no, no
Your momma said you came back home
I know we’ve tried to play it cool
But this is not a game no more

Things are not the same, no, no
Your momma said you came back home
I know we’ve tried to play it cool
But this is not a game no more

Produced by TheSkyCamp & @SINCERELYADHD
Mixed by @SINCERELYADHD
Mastered by Randy Merrill
Single Artwork by @AutumnBlu

NO MORE

Calling Back Lyrics
Written by @SINCERELYADHD

Verse 1:
You hit decline when I’m calling
It’s like I’m unimportant
I know you hate me now
But it’s something

Chorus:
Do you plan on calling back?
I need someone to talk to
Do you plan on calling back? 
I got no one to talk to
Ever since I lost you
Do you plan on calling back?

Post Chorus:
Shawty lets get it, shawty lets get it
Pick up when I call your phone
Cuss I hate sleeping alone
Shawty let’s get it, shawty let’s get it
I can show you I’ll do better
Better, better for you baby

Verse 2:
I’m on your mind but you’re stalling
You deny that you want me
I know you hate me now
But it’s something

Chorus:
Do you plan on calling back?
I need someone to talk to
Do you plan on calling back?
I got no one to talk to
Ever since I lost you
Do you plan on calling back?

Post Chorus:
Shawty lets get it, shawty lets get it
Pick up when I call your phone
Cuss I hate sleeping alone
Shawty let’s get it, shawty let’s get it
I can show you I’ll do better
Better, better for you baby

Bridge:
Take me back cuss I can’t be without you
Take me back cuss I can’t be without you

Chorus:
Do you plan on calling back?
I need someone to talk to
Do you plan on calling back?
I got no one to talk to
Ever since I lost you
Do you plan on calling back?

Post Chorus:
Shawty lets get it, shawty lets get it
Pick up when I call your phone
Cuss I hate sleeping alone
Shawty let’s get it, shawty let’s get it
I can show you I’ll do better
Better, better for you baby

Calling Back (Prod. Mantra)

Produced, Written, Mixed, and Mastered by @SINCERELYADHD.
Assistant Mixer: Ryan Potts

Lyrics:

I think I’m coming down with a cold
Yeah, yeah
I can feel that drip-drip in my nose
I’ve been sniffing too much blow, blow
I think I’m coming down with a cold
I’m just tryna wipe my nose on my sleeve

I’m on that upper now
I’m tryna take you down
Ooh, ooh

We used to fuck around
Now we don’t fuck around
Ooh, ooh

You used to be in love with me
I was Bobby to your Whitney
Used to put it in your kidney, kidney
Tryna be discrete

You ain’t tryna be there with me
You ain’t even tryna hit me up
I miss that feeling, but

I think I’m coming down with a cold
Yeah, yeah
I can feel that drip-drip in my nose
I’ve been sniffing too much blow, blow
I think I’m coming down with a cold
I’m just tryna wipe my nose on my sleeve

What do I do when I’ve been waiting so long?
I’ve been waiting so I made you this song
I need to re-up
Need to see you, need to see ya
One in a million, imma call you my Aaliyah

I shouldn’t deal with you baby
But I’m in love
Tender love and care
But I’m no scrub
Do what you do, doing what you do
Because I’d wait for you at this table for two

I think I’m coming down with a cold
Yeah, yeah
I can feel that drip-drip in my nose
I’ve been sniffing too much blow, blow
I think I’m coming down with a cold
I’m just tryna wipe my nose on my sleeve

COMING DOWN WITH A COLD

Produced by ALPAY.
Written by SINCERELYADHD & Hoodie J.

GET RICH (FT. MOODY)

Produced by VIIRGOS.
Written by @SINCERELYADHD & VIIRGOS

HARLEY

Demo
MOON ON MY WRIST (FT. MOODY) [Prod. The Beat Plug]

MOON ON MY WRIST (FT. MOODY)

BÉSAME

Produced, Written, Recorded, and Mixed by SINCERELYADHD.
Mastered by Randy Merrill.
Produced by DUNDER D.
Artwork by SINCERELYADHD.
Long Way To Go [Prod. SINCERELYADHD & DUNDER]

Lyrics:

Ooh

I don’t see you on the block now
You been acting like you hot now
There’s a lot of bitches tryna reach your clout now
Don’t sweat it out
Puff pass, how you let it out

(Go, go, go, go, go)
Them shawties got a long, long way to go
To be the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
(Go, go)
Them shawties got a long way to go

You came up now just to shut em up now
VVS diamonds on your bust down
(Bust down!)
Them shawties got a long road

You made a flip (flip)
Caught another grip (grip, grip)
Taking trips, you ain’t posting any clips (ain’t no clips)
You a pimp, you don’t gotta have a limp (mhm, ugh, ugh)
Tell em, “you ain’t fucking with a simp! Ooh!”

Ain’t nothing wrong with being on your own (being on your-)
Out of school, finished paying off your loans
You’ve come a long way from being a dropout (ugh)
You got a lot now, now them bitches pop out

I don’t see you on the block now
You been acting like you hot now
There’s a lot of bitches tryna reach your clout now
Don’t sweat it out
Puff pass, how you let it out

(Go, go, go, go, go)
Them shawties got a long, long way to go
To be the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
(Go, go)
Them shawties got a long way to go

You came up now just to shut em up now
VVS diamonds on your bust down
(Bust down!)
Them shawties got a long way to go

Tell em, “Pop out if you got something against us”
Tell them haters pop out if they got something against ya!
Just tell them pop out if they got something against ya
If you got a hater, baby, this song your anthem, yeah! (ugh, ugh)

There’s nothing wrong with being on your own (being on your-)
It took a lot, yeah, finally getting on
We’ve come a long way from being some cop-outs (ugh)
We got a lot now, now them bitches pop out

I don’t see you on the block now
You been acting like you hot now
There’s a lot of bitches tryna reach your clout now
Don’t sweat it out
Puff pass, how you let it out

(Go, go, go, go, go)
Them shawties got a long, long way to go
To be the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
(Go, go)
Them shawties got a long way to go

You came up now just to shut em up now
VVS diamonds on your bust down
(Bust down!)
Them shawties got a long road

REXX DIAZ

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