too much to zelle MAVI
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[Intro]
Yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, uh
I'm back in my boogie, I'm out of the cleaners
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse]
I'm back in my boogie, I'm out of the cleaners
She tell me I'm mean when I get in my jam
Mama ask me when I leave, did I tuck in the beam?
'Cause she see that I am what I am
She the one who told me, "Don't get blammed by a fan"
Toured the whole crème de la crème off of scams
Everything clicked 'fore we slid in thе a.m.
We backdoored that nigga, he playеd with my fam'
Smooth hundred racks 'cause I stand on respect
Stamped in my section from standing on necks
Stood on my square, understand why she left
But it's all circumstantial, don't have no regrets
It's a matter of time, got a mind to remind her
But mind over matter, a lastin' impression
Was the last thing I had in possession
I lacked where I slept and she snatchin' up everything
Caught by my dad, we was baggin' up Mary Jane
Snatch-and-grabs out of that Jetta, mane
I'm a lover and not much a fighter
But I made my right hand the one for my wedding ring
Built us a ladder, a staff, and a scepter
Claimed we was that, we was stashing the treasure
Same day I crashed, I was mad 'bout my schedule
Can't make a scratch or a crack in my resume
Trekking Howard as a freshman, sellin' lessons on finessin' shit
Just aimin' where my debt had risen, made near-death look effortless
I sank fear in the depths again, ain't hear all the jealous whispers
To change gears was my best decision, I think fearless my definition
Yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, uh
I'm back in my boogie, I'm out of the cleaners
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse]
I'm back in my boogie, I'm out of the cleaners
She tell me I'm mean when I get in my jam
Mama ask me when I leave, did I tuck in the beam?
'Cause she see that I am what I am
She the one who told me, "Don't get blammed by a fan"
Toured the whole crème de la crème off of scams
Everything clicked 'fore we slid in thе a.m.
We backdoored that nigga, he playеd with my fam'
Smooth hundred racks 'cause I stand on respect
Stamped in my section from standing on necks
Stood on my square, understand why she left
But it's all circumstantial, don't have no regrets
It's a matter of time, got a mind to remind her
But mind over matter, a lastin' impression
Was the last thing I had in possession
I lacked where I slept and she snatchin' up everything
Caught by my dad, we was baggin' up Mary Jane
Snatch-and-grabs out of that Jetta, mane
I'm a lover and not much a fighter
But I made my right hand the one for my wedding ring
Built us a ladder, a staff, and a scepter
Claimed we was that, we was stashing the treasure
Same day I crashed, I was mad 'bout my schedule
Can't make a scratch or a crack in my resume
Trekking Howard as a freshman, sellin' lessons on finessin' shit
Just aimin' where my debt had risen, made near-death look effortless
I sank fear in the depths again, ain't hear all the jealous whispers
To change gears was my best decision, I think fearless my definition
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