Lost Ties

(Pipe that shit up, TNT)

(Shaad K'Rounds)

**** started to hate when I started shining

Lost ties with a couple of **** that I loved the most

If I knew you was finna do me dirty, I wouldn't had let you close

'Posed to wanna see me ball, but hate it when I score

I'm getting paid 'cause I've been grinding

In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast

Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho

I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke

Ain't no way could you get my plate after you showed so many flaws

Can't have love for me, you don't love yourself, you don't know how special you are

Ain't no way could I be fake how I played the game so raw

When I was posted at that corner store, I ain't think I would make it this far

But I did, bitch, yeah, I did

Wasn't trying to flex, I bought my Aventador to live life the greatest

Earned my stripes, they hate it

Give no fucks, I made it

My drip the latest

Probably somewhere fuckin' on the baddest

I don't even know the bitch, but I make her call me daddy

I don't even know her, but she make me feel happy

And how I'm fuckin' on her, would have thought that we were married

**** started to hate when I started shining

Lost ties with a couple of **** that I loved the most

If I knew you was finna do me dirty, I wouldn't had let you close

'Posed to wanna see me ball, but hate it when I score

I'm getting paid 'cause I've been grinding

In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast

Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho

I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke

Ain't no point in you even trying to cry

Ain't no point explaining if you gon' lie

I done gave you chances time after time

But you just can't seem to get nothing right

You a thot bitch, you gon' let me fuck all night

You a thot bitch, no, you can't be my wife

'Fore I go and chill with you, I'd rather go and shoot dice

Only time a **** nice when I wanna lay pipe

I'ma put her on a flight, but I won't take her out her night

Girl, I'ma fuck you right, but I'm not 'bout to change your life

I'm not 'bout to change your life, no, I can't do that

Soon as we fuck, I'm sending you back

Thought I lost, girl, look how I floss

Stepping in Balencis, we shop at Ross

And I ain't worried about the price, baby, I could pay the cost

Young spoiled-ass ****, got designer on my drawers

**** started to hate when I started shining

Lost ties with a couple of **** that I loved the most

If I knew you was finna do me dirty, I wouldn't had let you close

'Posed to wanna see me ball, but hate it when I score

I'm getting paid 'cause I've been grinding

In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast

Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho

I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke