Yung Rone - Fuck V-Day

Take a risk or just stay broke
Can't fall asleep if you want some money nigga stay woke
These niggas hating they disguise it with fake jokes
I see it all I ain't dumb I ain't stupid I just played my role
When a nigga got some money he got all the hoes
But when a nigga ain't got no money where them hoes go
Them hoes only gone flock where the cash flow
They ain't beneficial to your grind let your cash grow
Still screaming out free Mike until you come home
Still rocking shades at night when the sun gone
I'm still running red lights shooting down Salem
The pound came wrapped in a couple bags I had to peel them
I'll do ten years in the feds I ain't squealing
Got my heart broken last year it's still healing
Ran into the feds a couple times still dealing
Come over I'm getting right to the point I ain't feeling
Yeah the money a lot but it don't mean everything
Can't say you getting pussy if you fucking everything
Fuck Valentines to me it's like any other day
My heart cold I'm just looking for a sunny day
Fuck that I'm just waiting for the rain to go away
Nah fuck that I'm in my car waiting for another play
I'm a still make music give a fuck what a hater say
I'm a act nonchalant until the bitch go away
I'm antisocial I ain't really tryna go out
But I'll pop out only if the hoes out
It wasn't no money up north I had to move south
Them niggas stuck doing the same thing I made a new route
After I'm done fucking you know I had to kick the bitch out
I can't make her feel special
She know I never could take her out
I'll only say one girl name in a song I can't give you clout
It's the same girl pussy I eat
Bitch I can't eat you out
Out in Cali on the beach with my feet out
Just drove to Flint for a couple P's I had to re-up
I just fucked a bitch in missionary I had her feet up
I took two honey packs before we fucked she can't keep up
My little cousin swiping cards just to get some v-bucks
Spend nine hours on the road to get my G's up
I'll make the drive I ain't going through the mail can't get it seized up
I can't leave no drugs laying around the house before I leave I had to clean up
My bro mixed a perc with the henny now he scratching
The money don't sleep fuck I look like relaxing
He flexing on the gram but he broke stop capping
That nigga ain't living like that in real life stop acting
Nigga be yourself nigga find your own passion
Keep my head on the swivel no I ain't never lacking
I'm on top now I ain't never crashing
Niggas I use to look up to I ended up passing

Written by:
Tyrone Nadir

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