MTV PUMAS

And I got bad habits
Big spender
No fucks given
Trust given
Make the wrong decision
And you stuck with it
I know music
I grew up with it
It hit different
When the drugs hit
Plug shit
Cop 4 g's for a 25
Got a lil sneeze from the Betty white
Steady price
Need at least $100 for a beat
And you pennywise bitches
Get $100 plus a fee
I walk around in my MTV Pumas
Making these hits did it all on computers
I'm up in the clouds
Speaking french to the stewardess
I don't speak it fluently
Truthfully they owe me more than they're giving me
They owe me more than they split with me
Look in the sky and I have an epiphany
It's happening quickly
Typically I don't give a fuck about a bitch
Or the cash flow
I make something shake if I have to
Bad dude
Got a reputation as a nice guy
But I never was the right guy
Right place wrong time
Story of my life
I could get you now if I wanted to
You could get a text if you're lucky
But i'm probably kinda busy
With whoever I been running thru
Cause i'm gonna do
What I wanna do
But I'm an academic for my parents
When I finish this degree
Bet a rack I'm disappearing
This the only fuckin' song
I don't need a sample clearance
All original
Aboriginal
Hailing from what you cant comprehend
If they take me out tomorrow
Imma do it all again
And im feelin like Amaya
Going stupid in the benz
I'm way too high
These bitches outside
Take the elevator down just to meet them in the lobby
I don't want the top if you ain't bout to make it sloppy
And I need my space, tell that boy he better
Back up off me
Back up off me
Moving quietly
The competition copies
Sliding in the dm's for a repost
I can't last a minute thru your songs
It's like every time I drop
I can never do no wrong
I got bangers in my files
Different flavors in the bong
Aye
Getting faded that's a long day
Shut your mouth and let the song play