Illy Mal - Comfortable (feat. ImJusForeign)

Got that money on my mind
I don't fuck wit you
And I done wasted all my time tryna fuck wit you
I was thinking bout them days it was wonderful
I was comfortable
Now I'm done wit you
Got that money on my mind
I don't fuck wit you
And I done wasted all my time tryna fuck wit you
I was thinking bout them days it was wonderful
I was comfortable
Now I'm done wit you

I remember I was trappin in school
I remember I was riding wit the tool
I remember fuckin hoes in the stu
I remember I was callin you boo
I remember I was tryna get bands
Money callin run it up wit my mans
Duckin law had to get it again
Feed the fam
Can't get caught in a jam
I'll fuck a bitch real fast no face no case
Put her out of my place
I was jammed up tryna bring packs back in the state
Man fuck interstate
My 30 just swinging and dangling outside
Them hoes in the crib while we coming inside
Mal got the remy
Dusse for the vibes
Baby call Uber cuz we don't do rides
Cant get a ride
Gettin money gotta get to the pies
Cream of the crop
You gone miss it how Im diggin ya side
Now u see me I ain't feeling ya vibe
Part time cant deal wit you
Part time I would kill for you
Kept it real I ain't feeling you
Imma feel what this pill gone do
Yeaa

Got that money on my mind
I don't fuck wit you
And I done wasted all my time tryna fuck wit you
I was thinking bout them days it was wonderful
I was comfortable
Now I'm done wit you
Got that money on my mind
I don't fuck wit you
And I done wasted all my time tryna fuck wit you
I was thinking bout them days it was wonderful
I was comfortable
Now I'm done wit you

Written by:
Joshua Glaze, Malcolm Kelly

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