D Bass - Polaroids

Big chain on my lil brotha
Fugged me over but I still love her
I can't smoke that many blunts I start to feel sluggish
I been slidin' wit' my niggas cuz I'm still plugged in
I'm providin' for my chirren but I still struggle
They gon' think I'm money mitch I get that benz bubble
Aye
2020 I'm trippin' I still ain't did them taxes
Tryina move up in tha brackets like it's march madness
I might fugg her if she average on that march madness
They let brodie thru tha scanners cuz tha toy plastic
Errbody say they steppas but they all kappas
I would say I see tha effort but thats sarcasm
Aye
J milly got dirty soda in his Styrofoam
They only notice yo W's wit' microscopes
I text her I'm at The W tha flight was long
She been workin' on her figure since her job remote
I been workin' on me figuratively, I suppose
I usually do all of my reflecting when I'm alone
Or in a room wit' a bunch of niggas that I don't know
Ian scared of nothin' only fear is that I can't provide
Why these niggas always actin' tough but it's a great facade
Hit er in tha elevator but ian solange
Ain't no typin' on tha net might a vague response
Every summer actin' out I think she need attention
Ian slidin' in no dm's I might leave a mention
Aye
Ima try to write a book on how to beat tha system
Everything you see was written but ain't nothin' scripted
Errbody tryina kick it I can't fugg wit' niggas
How it feel to meet tha same niggas we depicted
Keep a umbrella for tha rainy days
Know it's simple but so many done became a stain
Ian bussin' down no rollie ima keep it plain
I Let my cuzzo do tha flexin' ian need tha strength
I might go and cop a necklace when I leave tha bank
So much ice off in my necklace I might need a rink
Heard them niggas sneak dissin' I let you debate
Yea

Written by:
Darius Bass

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