2 FAR
He hate that she listen to me
You lame niggas burned out like third degree
Can never forget all the words
That you said to me likе get some money
All of a suddеn I'm in ecstacy
What's up with all this
Lame ass fake kicking?
Bitch, my bag different, ayy
Bitch, my rank different
She tell me I think different
Spend like nine millions on myself
That's my paper (Damn)
Spend like nine minutes with that bitch
Then see you later
Spend some time working my ass
Off now I'm seeing favor (Yeah)
Give no fucks about that bitch
I did not mean to slay her
I'm in the zone
Don't wanna give up my heart, leave me alone
Knew I was right from the start
You in the wrong now
I cannot answer the phone now
These niggas prayed on my downfall so
Why would I fuck with y'all?
Why would I fuck with y'all?
Big finesser, I'm a dog
I can make this shit look easy
You making it way too hard
Girl, you moving way too forward
Come and get me, I'm way too far
I feel like a Lord
I want 'em to hate a lil' more