[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
That's how these hoes do, bro
When shit don't go, man
They gon' jump whatever dick jumpin' at the time, you heard me?
[Chorus]
You know I find it funny how, you was actin' funny 'round me
Wouldn't let me touch you, wow, think I'm disgustin'
Know I probably wasn't gettin' enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you not actin' funny now
My name ringin' money, power, showin' off your body now
Dancin' to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin' me and tellin' me I'm daddy, want me to love you down
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I coulda been like Chance the Rapper
Penitentiary chances, I took a chance at rappin'
Black sheep of the family
Everything I touched would turn to shit
Nobody proud of me
Consistently a fuck up like a black cloud was surrounding me
Niggas I was loyal to, behind my back they clownin' me
I was really diggin' this lil' bitch and she skipped out on me
With this NFL nigga, she went out of town on me
Shoutout to the disbelievers, 'preciate you for doubtin' me
When that shit happened with this one, you went put that in the hood
But they both know what's happenin' with me, I eat that pussy good
You exposed yourself and now it's shit you'll never know 'bout
Come to the Chi, get outta line, you get your brains blowed out
Yung Lan on the track
That's how these hoes do, bro
When shit don't go, man
They gon' jump whatever dick jumpin' at the time, you heard me?
[Chorus]
You know I find it funny how, you was actin' funny 'round me
Wouldn't let me touch you, wow, think I'm disgustin'
Know I probably wasn't gettin' enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you not actin' funny now
My name ringin' money, power, showin' off your body now
Dancin' to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin' me and tellin' me I'm daddy, want me to love you down
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I coulda been like Chance the Rapper
Penitentiary chances, I took a chance at rappin'
Black sheep of the family
Everything I touched would turn to shit
Nobody proud of me
Consistently a fuck up like a black cloud was surrounding me
Niggas I was loyal to, behind my back they clownin' me
I was really diggin' this lil' bitch and she skipped out on me
With this NFL nigga, she went out of town on me
Shoutout to the disbelievers, 'preciate you for doubtin' me
When that shit happened with this one, you went put that in the hood
But they both know what's happenin' with me, I eat that pussy good
You exposed yourself and now it's shit you'll never know 'bout
Come to the Chi, get outta line, you get your brains blowed out
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