first track using pro tools

[Lyrics]

Your b- all over my phone she calling me, calling me daddy tonight
This b- all over my phone she taking my time, she stuck on my timeline
Stuck on my timeline I think the algorithm catching up to me
She stuck on my timeline I think the algorithm catching up to me
Government spying on a nigga everybody know
Everybody watching everybody, everybody know
Feeling lost is more than just not knowing where to go
I just get in my own world and start to flow

Being quiet side effect of being alone
Blink one day next thing you know you end up grown
I been working out so much I need new clothes
Got be dreams and let them fill me up with hope
Stop preaching you ain't no mf pope
Learned a lot from getting high with my bros
Good times remind me I got a life worth living
I can't leave this planet without having no children
B- this life so beautiful when you find the beauty in it
Cut the bs out, you gotta quit the sinnin
Everybody lie to you that's how they keep you trippin
Everybody lie to you that's how they catch you slippin
Gotta stay on your P's and Q's 
Right now baby I'm feeling you
Vibes is right when you in the room
Lock eyes with you on the shrooms
Baby its hard to see you my vision blurry
I been fantasizing bout you clearly

Snakes in the grass and I gotta get the mower
If you want smoke then I'm gonna get the blower
You b- she a thot she off the drank she ain't sober
No you can't spend the night, no you cannot come over
Make me some motion, gotta get 10 bands
Imma flip that shit, then imma drive a range rover
Then that hoe gonna try and come hop on my dick
But she a dub to me now, nigga I do not know her

I know I gotta keep getting money, I gotta keep stacking my wealth
I know I gotta keep getting money, I gotta keep stacking my wealth
I know I gotta keep getting money, I gotta keep stacking my wealth
I know I gotta keep getting money, I gotta keep stacking my wealth

On god Im protecting my health
I remember my momma used to beat me with a belt

Remember how that shit had felt
That shit was tuff, yeah yeah, that shit was hell

Had me screaming and crying for help
But I cannot lie, prepared me for life cause nobody helps

PT Freestyle ft Chef Corey (prod. Imperial)

Not stopping until I flip the script.
N$4L
Email: marqmusic21@gmail.com

PT Freestyle ft Chef Corey (prod. Imperial)

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