Lyrics
It’s like the more you see the less you care
The less you care the more you’re going to see
Money ain’t everything
But if it ain’t something to you
We can’t do nothing together
That’s for sure, right here
Ey, uh
I don’t know where but I became cold and
Might’ve had AK’s, probably sold dope there
Might’ve been kids, honestly I just don’t care
If I ever go broke, I ain’t going broke scared
I don’t know how, I became cutthroat
Man been waiting on work by the truckload
You was saying «Damn, dog.»
I was thinking «Fuck no.»
Not again, not another friend with his luck low
Dealing with the fuck shit, had me like «Fuck shit.»
Drugs never came, everybody threw a drug fit
Money on hands now, people trying thug shit
Put him in the trunk so he knows he’s been abducted
Talking about the dead and letting my mans rest
Ima probably be the next Aaron Hernandez
Talking about we need a new turn like «Can't bitch.»
Rollies on deck, two jewels like «Can bitch.», boy
Oh my god, I see you clearly now
In my dreams you’re here with me somehow
Put money in the streets, motherfuck rap dog
Bite my hand, murder dog, no black dog
I ain’t got shit for you, had to work that hard
Tour the house with a pool in the backyard
Hey, plans never quite came
Small stage hand couldn’t catch them like sand
And I know the face ain’t much
But her hourglass body got me stressing like «Damn.»
Man, I been on this grind for some time
But no luck, somebody roll up
Ducking the grey plot, plotting the hold up
We’ll be in the same spot for naught cause we sold stuff
Ribs strong but the pockets are robust
You’ll be showing pistols to your partners but won’t bust
I be flying in and out of Fresco like so much
I don’t even know what timezone I’m going to touch
Call my name and I will make a sound
I’m in love with someone out of town
Who is this?