Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trouble
Trouble
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yusuf Islam
Yusuf Islam
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shawty Fresh
Shawty Fresh
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Can't get involved too deeply
Can't set myself up for let downs
Get on them bars, get sleepy
Grab a lil bitch and go lay it down
Can you remember my weekend
Barely can get up the next day
All I know that I still gettin' paid
Chain on the floor, I'm a Michael J.
[Verse 2]
Couple lil bitches was ready
Chopper on side of me, ready
One in the head, that be ready
Did you not think I was ready?
I just told Raydy, she ready
Gotta gon' push it on out to the block
Gotta gon' push it on out to the street
Whatever, do it heavy, you'll **** be ready
[Verse 3]
We be like, bitch, I gotta get hunded P's
A hunded P's, I gotta kill 'em
Give a fuck what my **** 'dem a did
Wrong or right, my ****, ridin' with 'em
Twenty-four seven, round with each other, bitch
'Round with each other, yo
We can afford some problems, yeah
I can afford some problems
[Verse 4]
Be the one, I lay it down
Bad bitches, I just lay 'em down
No emotions, I can't play around
Pop was gone, I made my way around
Through the city, money, got to get it
Friends I was out shootin' dice with
My, bitch, she wanted home with her
Textin' and talkin' on phones with her
I fuck wit' you, but the way a **** fuck wit' ya
Make it seem like I'm gonna fuck wit' you
[Verse 5]
I only hit your phone all the time
You say it make you feel like you ain't on my mind
How the fuck is you ain't on my mind?
When I just went and helped you go and flip a dime
Why the fuck is these bitch ungrateful?
Must be doin' somethin' under the table?
[Verse 6]
Can't get involved too deeply
Can't set myself up for let downs
Get on them bars, get sleepy
Grab a lil bitch and go lay it down
Can't even remember my weekend
Barely can get up the next day
All I know that I still gettin' paid
Chain on the floor, I'm a Michael J
[Verse 7]
Couple lil bitches was ready
Chopper on side of me, ready
One in the head, that be ready
Did you not think I was ready?
I just told Raydy, she ready
Gotta gon' push it on out to the block
Gotta gon' push it on out to the street
Whatever, do it heavy, you'll **** be ready
[Verse 8]
You gotta be ready, fool
You gotta be ready whatever time it is
Whatever day, ****, I don't give a fuck, man
You gotta be ready
[Verse 9]
You gotta be ready, bitch
You gotta be ready, man, lately
That's if you feel I disrespected you callin' your bitch chill
You'll still be my bitch, fo' real
[Verse 10]
'Cause if I'm fuckin' with ya then I call you that
****, be talk cray like they a kill somethin'
But you ain't got the balls for that
I for a young ****, for young ****, like D-T-B, like black
I fuck plenty bitches, but I still won't fuck her if that shit ain't waxed
Every time a **** get that pack
Go to ma's house, get 'em racked
Swear to God, my life here facts
Yeah, I'll flow wit' you, but can't get attached
That money callin' me, I hear it
See, trouble come get me, no, never relax
[Verse 11]
Can't get involved too deeply
Can't set myself up for let downs
Get on them bars, get sleepy
Grab a lil bitch and go lay it down
Can't even remember my weekend
Barely can get up the next day
All I know that I still gettin' paid
Chain on the floor, I'm a Michael J
[Verse 12]
Couple lil bitches was ready
Chopper on side of me, ready
One in the head, that be ready
Did you not think I was ready?
I just told Raydy, she ready
Gotta gon' push it on out to the block
Gotta gon' push it on out to the street
Whatever, do it heavy, you'll **** be ready
Written by: Leodius Forte, Mariel Semonte Orr, Trouble
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