GG TEF - THE WAY

I know that we sample a lot
I'll pass the weed you can sample the flock
I'm babysitting I pamper the block
I don't got no time to be pampering Thots
Bon Apetite they seasoned salty
Why they watching me they need to get off me
Dripped out Can't tell you what it cost me
Thought she had me in the bag but she lost me
Promise I do this shit often
Ask me how I feel a nigga feel awesome
Bro doing bad got some packs i could toss him
Step on his toes better move with
Uh look
Caution
All of my bars hot scorching
He talking hot out his neck we gone torch em
Bro want the body
We don't gotta force em
Yeah
Thats just the way it is
You know things will never be the same
When I speak they listen know they see my pain
I just need the money they could keep the fame
Seen a lot if they ask I ain't see a thang
I'm addicted to smoking i need it mane
I been fly like a younging like Peter Pan
Know i'm sinning pray I never see a can
Try and fuck with the gang thats a no go
I have my hitters bouncing out like a pogo
Im sipping on red got me moving in slow mo
Yeah they smile in my face but they hate on the low though
I'm getting cash I get richer
Tryna think if I should cop me that Richard
Jacking he see the vision he don't see the whole picture
I swear my heart so cold coldblooded like lizards
Doing drugs I live one hell of a life
Fuck her thought she crashing Imma have to tell her goodnight
Imma tell her once I ain't in to telling em twice
Told her she gotta hit roads that bitch tryna put up a fight
Bon Apetite they seasoned salty
Why they watching me they need to get off me
Dripped out Can't tell you what it cost me
Thought she had me in the bag but she lost me
I know that we sample a lot
I'll pass the weed you can sample the flock
I'm babysitting I pamper the block
I don't got no time to be pampering Thots
Bon Apetite they seasoned salty
Why they watching me they need to get off me
Dripped out Can't tell you what it cost me
Thought she had me in the bag but she lost me
Promise I do this shit often
Ask me how I feel a nigga feel awesome
Bro doing bad got some packs i could toss him
Step on his toes better move with
Uh look
Caution
All of my bars hot scorching
He talking hot out his neck we gone torch em
Bro want the body
We don't gotta force em
Yeah
Don't gotta
We don't gotta force em
We don't gotta force em
Bro want the body we don't gotta force em
We don't gotta force em
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Uh
Alright thats valid

Written by:
TYLER HALL

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