Yeah my 9-5 turn to 9-11
Thats a nice porche
But my time ticking
Yeah these hoes tripping
While my phone ringing
Me and john g
We be in the building
We be working hard
Its not easy
Tryna get involved
All these hoes tryna talk now
Where were y’all when we was tryna talk
Ima leave all this shit to god
Keep my faith and keep working hard
I can’t trust you you a broad
You telling lies yeah I know you fraud
All these fake people everyone a fraud
I learned to trust myself
I ain't saying that ima alone
I got a small circle
And ima keep that hella small
You a nice girl w a nice body
Never thought I'd say I met a nice thotty
That was one night at the night party
She could play a playa play everybody
I ain't never switching up on anybody
She gon switch up fast when she got Bacardi
She gon shake that ass cuz she hella naughty
All she want is bands that's what make her happy
You just hella fuckin stupid
I don't need you , cuz you be useless
You gon talk try to abuse it
Im steady working on my grind making music
Yeah baby im a star
Baby im star
You don broke my heart
Then you turned me to a dog
Yeah
Baby im a star
Baby im star
You don broke my heart
You had my back against the wall
(yeah baby im a star)
Can't trust you why would I
Can't love you why would I
U want a 9-5
I'm working every night
You tryna change it up
Im tryna live it up
Baby i gave up on you
You just hella fuckin stupid
I don't need you , cuz you be useless
You gon talk try to abuse it
Im steady working on my grind making music
Yeah baby im a star
Baby im star
You don broke my heart
Then you turned me to a dog
Yeah
Baby im a star
Baby im star
You don broke my heart
You had my back against the wall
(yeah baby im a star)
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