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Lessons that I'm learning teaching me to be more selfish They start tugging at ya coat, they see you getting wealthy Just because it makes you happy doesn't mean it's healthy And if it wasn't from the jump, I tell em get to stepping Talking shit on twitter, then they get to preaching weapons They ain't fucking with the kid, that's why they make it public She can't name a single shawty, she just make assumptions Call me out on IG, yeah I guess you something When it comes toe to toe, either jump or running Homie claiming that he shooting, he ain't busting nothing She ain't got a butt, she lying if she say we fucking How you make me prove something if ya really love me? It get lonely at the top, but I keep it abundant Swear my whole view changed when I seen a hundred Now we in a penthouse with a few, run it All I did was keep it real and it worked for me At least fifty up if you gonna wait on me Youngest motherfucker here, still the big homie Ain't the type to drink beer, smell the liquor on me Watch respectful turn reckless if they flex on me I'm at Chic-fil-a on a Sunday Bout a hundred bows in a gun safe Sodium on the shoes thrown from Salt Bae I just picked my date up from a runway, you can't relate Yeh, I know you going out sad But I ain't gonna cheer when I see you down bad Won't make mine greener if I piss on ya grass Might throw a couple bands if they throw a lil ass, yeh It's five am, I'm in OKC Bouta leave Deja Vu, but she new to me This ain't new to her, she know I'm a different breed Meet me at the omni, know you gotta spread out what ya made Yeh, it's five am, I'm in OKC, yeh Dropped a pin, I don't expect to see ya It's five am, I'm in OKC, yeh It's 5:40, and I'm tryna leave, damn It's gonna be a while, blame it all on me Yeah, that's why I told ya count it up, I'm tryna leave, damn It's five am, I'm in OKC Deja vu, nothing new to her, she new to me No no girl, you can't tell me nothin All them jack boys ask me to sell em something I don't make noise, I just make my bread, n run it Better add up when the king comes through for it I remember days kid was sleeping on the floor for it Just an outfit, an oz, and a skateboard 3GS, it was sixty bucks a month for it Now I throw the rent I used to pay up in the air for her Yeh, to think I almost joined the air force Rather kick it with the homies wearing air forces If she ever let me touch her you would never know it But if she plays the kid I bet you that my sleeve will show it I done made 'bout half a ticket for the bigger homie He ain't gotta say shit, boy I know he love me Even if I fell off, I ain't ever worried Three more just like him looking out for me Yeh, it's five am, I'm in OKC, yeh Dropped a pin, I don't expect to see ya It's five am, I'm in OKC, yeh It's 5:40, and I'm tryna leave, damn It's gonna be a while, blame it all on me Yeah, that's why I told ya count it up, I'm tryna leave, damn It's five am, I'm in OKC Deja vu, nothing new to her, she new to me
Writer(s): Coltyn Safford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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