كلمات 500lbs

Uh Uh-uh, uh (Blatt) Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh (Uh) Uh-uh, uh (Uh) Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh Yeah, not livin' enough, ayy This blunt, I'm takin' a puff, ayy I'm startin' to feel like it's us, ayy No trust, so do as you must (Yeah), for real Don't know when I stay out of town I get dough when I stay out of town Five hundred chops, I got five hundred rounds Five hundred plots, I got five hundred pounds, yeah I'm trustin' nothin' I'm told, honestly I'm trustin' half what I'm shown I don't pop out, but it's each to they own My bitch, she hate when I be on my phone Think she forgot, I got me on my phone Not safe for me to forget that I'm known Argue 'bout bullshit, know that you grown Don't know the only reason I condone it I know how it works, I know you a flirt She send me the flick, tagged not safe for work Don't get your feelings hurt while tryna lurk My bitch want Chanel, then shit, grab a purse (Damn) She told me she bad, I say: You could do worse I'm born to be blessed, I live with a curse When shit is a mess, I'm rollin' up first I smoke on my blunt, then I hit the church 'Cause nobody get where you comin' from You know how it get when you goin' numb You know what we on, matter how you judged Dealin' with bullshit, out of love My life a story, it's not a punch-in My life a party, it's not a function I never needed no introduction Know I'm a star, I'm still adjustin' (Yeah) And I can't go out like that You know that's why I'm clutchin' And I see it, why they overreact But all this shit ain't nothin' Told me you gon' send the bread you owe me Talkin' like you got an option She said: It's like you don't know you a star I tell her that I'm still adjustin' (Uh-huh) Yeah, not livin' enough, ayy This blunt, I'm takin' a puff, ayy I'm startin' to feel like it's us, ayy No trust, so do as you must, for real Don't know when I stay out of town (For real) I get dough when I stay out of town Five hundred chops, I got five hundred rounds Five hundred plots, I got five hundred pounds, yeah I'm trustin' nothin' I'm told, honestly I'm trustin' half what I'm shown I don't pop out, but it's each to they own My bitch, she hate when I be on my phone (Damn) Think she forgot, I got me on my phone Not safe for me to forget that I'm known Argue 'bout bullshit, know that you grown Don't know the only reason I condone it Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh Uh-uh, uh