WHAT NOW?

Don't call me to front

Just call me with fronto

Cracked opened front door

Used to smoke out your condo

Back when I liked my liquor light like Mulatto

Taking ghetto bitches out

They ordering a Mosco

Nah baby that's Moscow

The W ain't silent just like my wins in my town

I'm the type they can't say I sound like so and so

You know butter finger flows how I stay dropping shit

**** swear they got a vision that's temporary that's oculus

Doing shit my city will be proud of but they can't Prada this

They cosplay tryna figure out how to live

While I'm still on top of business like that **** album from the Six

I seen envy from old homies hitting bricks

Still came with the assist

I put my effort just to see em win

No dirt up in my sink

All my hands clean

But every move Draymond Green

I'll bring this whole bitch down if you tryna play me and we supposed to be a team

If you do it after me it's looking like I designed ya

I don't treat this like designer

I don't see both sides to it

No Chanel persona

Tryna get rich without a shorty that don't look like Madonna

Ya know

Used to hit my line

I just say it's money calling

Used to oovoo all the time

Back when you stayed in New Orleans

For the weekend touchdown

Fammie pick me up and then we leaving

What now used to say you love me now you leaving

Now you leaving me now you leaving now you leaving me

Now you leaving now you leaving me

Now you leaving now you leaving me

Get the comma give it all to Alonna

Buy you a house and still crash on your couch

That's the goal for me

Even though I been pushing back the goal post

They looking for an image

You loved me outside my vision

But still couldn't get the big picture

The trauma is a fixture

Let's get our own roof

I promise it will fix ya

Back and forth

Here we go

Message ain't get delivered

That's the off season

I got pre grievance for these artist that's not seasoned

If you can't stomach the beef

We got vegan for that shit you planted

Misdirected pain cause you hating how your life turning

Money yearning

I just took them out the books

The studio on Michelin

Ain't nothing we can't cook

I'm on my shit again Southside Fisherman

I bring the bait for every hook

It go

Used to hit my line I just say it's money calling

Used to hit my line

I just say it's money calling

Used to oovoo all the time

Back when you stayed in New Orleans

For the weekend touchdown

Fammie pick me up and then we leaving

What now used to say you love me now you leaving

Now you leaving me now you leaving now you leaving me

Now you leaving now you leaving me

Now you leaving now you leaving me

Ain't pool tables my dawgy got that eight ball

I don't do none of that

I'm just drinking till I daze off