Captions Ay Em (Ft. M Huncho)

[Verse 1: Ay Em]
They doin' this thing for fame
She'll do anything to play the game
I'll show you no indication
I've pretty much patterned my day to day
I'm sharp like a razor blade
I make it and store it in safer places
Then bill up a paper plane (Plane)
I've got a feeling they may complain
I'm sinkin' the boat, I won't ride your wave
I smoke and it takes me to higher places
Listen to me and you'll find a way
Listen to them and see minor wages
Supply the beat, I supply the wave
Move me out into a finer place
This liquor for me, I don't find the pain
I drink and I smoke to confine the pain
Bro, what? I read the entire page
Mad that he's stuck in the tiger cage
Want me the money, decline the fame
Need it inside and I might arrange
Tell me, I need to know right away
'Cause bro got it now in the microwave
Ready to go, oh, by the way (Oh, by the way, huh)
Huncho and Ay Em a problem
I told you but you gotta stay calm
Chase me a bag and no chase arse
And stay away from the Shaitan
How when I'm living the life?
Stuck and I look at the timing
Living this life is a lie
I swear, the Rollie is blinding
She fell in love with me right away
I made her real nervous
I'm beatin' it up in the shower place
She holdin' the curtains
And this ting be bad on the Insta page
She badder in person
I'm gettin' to man, I stay out the way