Cash Sinatra - MAYBE IT'S ME (feat. Tgifly)

Yeah
Long time coming
(Maybe it's me, I say they bad vibes but maybe it's me)
Sinatra
(I be anti but maybe it's me)
I be triggered when the guns go off
Help you see the Moon when ya Sun go off
And I see the real you when the love go lost
Hiding ya real taste under Mumbo Sauce
I just wanna smoke cake in a jumbo loft
Ain't no turning back you done come so far
With the women
I been chilling, having fun so far
Her skin so soft but I go so hard
Sip the Pinot Grigio at room temperature
I don't do plastic cups
Fumes soaking, let the wine open up, uh
Tips from the Mayor, I keep it player
If you ain't adding a layer then keep it there, uh
Rubbing on my back with the Bayer, I love it here, yeah
Flute glass for the pair, let's make a cheers
Kicked back in the Lear, like its a chair
Affectionate, I'm loving the block, this sweat tears
Forever young, I'm living in less fear
They age like Avocado, these niggas be fresh where?
Grey patch they tell me its stress hair (Nah)
Straight facts I'm living my best years
They projecting all that shit they be feeling right on me
And wonder why I'm moving in silence alone me
Never let the popular notion control me
You gone need a Royal Flush if they trynna fold me, Word!
Thankful for the life that I'm living
Stack it from the floor to the ceiling
I swear they might turn me to a villain
Wait and you see
Maybe it's me
I say they bad vibes
But maybe It's me
I had the craziest week
I be anti, but maybe it's me
Word
Maybe it's me
Maybe it's me
Seen them had a lane just to settle for me (Settle for what?)
Said they wanted money but they get up at 3
(At what time nigga?)
But they get up at 3
Imagine wasting time on niggas I know I'm better than
They just want a prize for touching bitches I medaled in
Then you wonder why it's a group of niggas who never win
and become the guy who made a way just to get em in
Be discreet when they approaching you
Only speaking when I'm spoken to
(Yeah only speaking when I'm spoken to)
Just the unwritten laws of a chosen few
Really could be us all if you focus too
If he wasn't a fan, I bet he die one
There's nigga trying to get in the game I want to retire from
They'll be with it once they see the vision
Stand up niggas never sit and listen!
Gone!
Thankful for the life that I'm living
Stack it from the floor to the ceiling
I swear they might turn me to a villain
Wait and you see
Maybe it's me
I say they bad vibes
But Maybe It's me
I had the craziest week
I be anti, but maybe it's me
Word

Written by:
Raheem Wharton, Rashad Campbell

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