$oul - Villain

Dreams of buss downs, when I had on shell toes
Now I got tats, up to both my elbows
Now I got racks, I don't even care for
Now I got hoes that, I don't even care for
Hoe can't come around cause I don't even care for her
Move how I want, fuck your feelings, I don't care for em
Get this money, yeah, I can't face the fake now
I want money you won't see me round em fake crowds
Fresh to death, bitch I'm hot like I'm a third degree
All these lame ass bitches wanna learn from me
Cut the chain on a bitch she have no worth to me
Couldn't believe she had to switch on me with urgency
Run it back, I ain't upset
I ain't trippin, she ain't catch me at my worst yet
I do all this time, it ain't hurt me yet
Tried to slime but ya tried, see how that working yeah
Tried to play me, please stop trying, before you hurt yourself
You see that I get them bands, go ahead and bless yourself
Oh wait, you ain't get it, you ain't worth it yeah
Cut her off that lil bitch wanna see me hurting yeah
With my dogs, getting money, what I really live
Fuck these I hoes, I get excited when I get a check
Feel this vibe, ugh, can you feel my heart oh yeah
All the time, do this shit, like it ain't work to me
Now she text me hit my line, with that urgency
I ain't text back I decline, bitch you dirt to me
Why you fuck around just to come flirt with me
And every time I come around you say I'm the one you need
I beat that case, I left that bitch, now I be getting paid
My new bitch badder she gon' come and make some racks with me
My last bitch sad because she couldn't take a chance with me
Yeah, bitch you could've got them bands with me
I been working, still pop out, go ahead and smoke oh yeah
In the nighttime I get high, all I do is toke oh yeah
I'm a stoner, I just get high I don't get lazy yeah
I just hop on a beat and make it go crazy yeah
Step out the house and I put on these designer shades
But my fit cost more than a Cartier
What's the cost what more can you what from me
I just give all a hoe wanna do is plot on me
Get it how I live, you won't ever get the drop on me
Used have to have no fits, now I put shit on and don't even think
I just went the store looking bracelets and rings
But it ain't for my bitch, I put that shit on with ease
Bad lil bitch like my gold teeth
In this game no enemies, only see you, if you friend of me
Lose me, then you dead to me
I won't a say a thing, I just keep going with these Melodies
Bad lil bitch want rings but she don't got the loyalty
I'm giving you my all, but my all, ain't the one you need
I miss when she would call make me feel like I'm the one she need
But that lil trick was wrong, so I turned my back and let her bled
Ugh
Can't be fucking with that jealousy

Written by:
Eric Cabral

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