Next plane next stewardess wasnt it a year ago you doubted you could do this shit feel like it was yesterday nobody even knew my shit the labels catchin feelings spreadin rumors tryna ruin this (fuck y'all) but fools you could never ruin me Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com tryna sign feelings cuz you bitter so in lue of me plus them mother fuckers are too stupid and blind to see that you dont give a fuck about a single spin they ever see yeah, and this revenge is a bitch especially when you wear your heart directly on your wrist I had it on my sleeve but with intuitions gift came a caution sign wet floor careful 'for you'll slip uh, so I listen cause in hindsight followin my gut's got me livin in this lime light for a short week, no sleep, 5 nights hope it gets me closer to my goal of gettin 5 mics
share your dolla with me go head (share your fuckin problems) share your dolla with me come on share your dolla (six months) gimme your dolla (I been through some shit) share your dolla with me
big middle finger to all yall fuckers best decision I ever made was not signin I-n-d-i-e Indie mother fuckers gimme your money bitch hahah I already got it
Nexy city next state kid ... when I said I'd be famous Now we sittin pretty with my breakfast on a tray Its Sammy Adams crispier than Jimmy Ivans(?) bacon Yeah and now its mine for the takin crazy how my confidence always bad like my patience If i could give a label to a label it would say this Hello on the nametag my name is fake shit And everybody wants somethin dont mention it Can you come here will you buy me some expensive shit buyin out the bottles in the bar no end of it and no pause in sight, well dog im endin it but it all depends who they play you for radio spins anything and everything you pay them for then you realize when it comes to the talent yall 10 steps behind while my 2 feet are in the door