FtL Big Ju - Mellow Yellow

Work hard all my life
Just for the paper
Bread keep piling up
Level up like elevators
No time for no stress
Or a fuckin hater
If she don’t have her own money
I cannot date here
I am
Something
That you could never be
Smoking
Blue dream
And sippin
Hennessy
She play
Hard to get
I know feelin me
My crib
Naked
Is where she bout to be
Me, her
And her friend
Something I’d like to see
Long road for that bag
It’s my odyssey
Never lacking on my swag
It’s apart of me
You not makin cash
That’s a flaw to me
Feel like I’m moving fast
But I’m going slow
Damn nigga
How many drinks did I pour
For the money
Imma fiend
I gotta get more
So don’t call my phone
If it’s not about the
Fuckin dough
I could give af about these hoes
Most of them major distractions
Keepin me from my goals
But it’s something bout when they going up and down them poles
And the way they be clapping ass
I feel it in my soul
The gang living like
Everyday the super bowl
Had to get a bag
Being broke
Was getting old
Bitches sliding in my dms
Yea they getting bold
They just want me now
Cause they see the cash and gold
I don’t reply
Cause lil mamma I am not the guy
You can finesse
Bitch you must be high
Say she want Balenci
But she really worth Fila
A lot these niggas fake
They approach you in a disguise
I don’t rock designer jeans
Catch me in some Levi’s
Always looking forward to the cash
I got green eyes (Chwazi)
Fuck around a get some fame
They gone flock to you like bee hives
Saying that they love you
But it really be lies
I lie
I cheat
I don’t steal
Spanish vibe
Latino heat
She lookin like a meal
Balling like a wizard
Scoring like I’m Bradley Beal
You niggas be slipping
You walking on banana peels
I don’t play games
Unless it’s 2k
If you talking reckless
Imma Bobby Bouché
She see the ice around my neck
Now that pussy gushy
I don’t really fw brown
Loose off the goose aye
Eat her like some soufflé
I’ve become the nigga
Everybody fears
Cause of this dope shit
Going in and out they ears
Cursed upon by enemies
Motivation to my peers
I just keep prospering
Know that shot got you in tears
They tried to keep out like trump
But I climbed the wall
They tried to drop 50 on me
Kept stealing the ball
Tried tripping me up
But I could never fall
Yea a nigga short
But im always standing tall
Anybody that ever doubted me
They can suck my balls
I’m shitting you on you niggas like
Public bathroom stalls
Y’all gave up on me
But before you walk
You walk you gotta crawl
Give these hoes my number
Just to never answer calls
How to get like me
That’s forever gone be a mystery
If you ain’t watching now
You gone watch later
I’ll be making history
Ju ya know

Written by:
Adam Austin

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