Lyrics

[Verse 1 - JiMMY BRICKZ]
Off a tab Iʼm flying
**** I aint lyin
Look up to the sky see the stars and the lions
I think Iʼm losing my mind
think I'm running outta time
Think I'm running outta space they canʼt say it to my face
They aint got no spine
I could read between the lines
She only love me for the lines
And if I play my cards right by the end of the night
I could get between her thighs
You see the look up in my eyes
You know I came for the vibes
This for my bitches in the trap and my **** going live everyday on the grind
Ye you know they had to hustle
Everyday coming up a **** had to struggle
Everyday coming up I had to have the muscle
Hands still dirty from the gwop I'm touching
Looking outside and the cops still bussin
And they wanna wonder why **** donʼt trust em
Middle finger up you canʼt tell me nothing
I donʼt give a fuck you know how I'm coming
I was selling packs and I got the plug to front it
Got a couple racks in my sack I'm stuntin
Then they get to hating why they be buggin
Cause I make money they just mean muggin
I was outside had to leave the Benz running
Had **** ducking like they seen the rain coming
Claiming this and that they donʼt bang nothin
Canʼt sit still see the bands running ye
[Bridge - DillanPonders]
I could see the bands running
I aint never chasing nothing
Cuz it coming back to me
Feels like a boomerang
Every time I do my thing
Money coming back to me
[Hook - JiMMY BRiCKZ]
Places to go I got places to be
I canʼt save face I got faces on me
They get to talking quit with the speaking
Faced all my fears and conquered my demons
Look in the dark the fuck is you seeing?
I get to sparking blunts full of reefer
I'm on the go **** is sleeping
If you donʼt hustle then you aint eating
[Verse 2 - DillanPonders]
Come here and look at all the **** that I flexed on
They been taking shots luckily I got my vest on
Pull up in an all black truck like Alexa
Play the BRiCK BOY SHROOM DADDY on the next one
Everything rigged like political elections
I would die for all the **** in my section
Been a real **** but they hate on my complexion
I know what I am when I look at my reflection
I'm destined coming down quicker than a comet
Life is uncertain and death is unwanted
Plugs pulling up and the packs just how I want it
I would sell packs and the plug would always front it
I been great **** are quick bait no clickbait
I been laid got big dome in 6th grade
Exnay on fuck boys wit mixtapes
Big bank take little bank I been great
Written by: Dillan King, Jordan Ormsby, Michael Macaluso
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