Tie my lace up
Tryna get my soul right
Brr, she said I'm a cold guy
I can put myself on, I don't need a cosign
That's all that I stuck to doing it the whole time
Living like a movie, Pixar
Turned in to an artist, I painted this picture
Did a little re write
Switching up the scripture
If you tryna hate then here's a middle finger
Ugly boy but she say that I'm handsome
She looking cute even when she throw a tantrum
I need me a lil flat, I don't need a mansion
We ain't barely started, only seen a fraction
Only seen a lil bit
Bringing up the pace now, turn it up a lil bit
Asking all these questions, I ain't tryna spill shit
I trusted the process and you know real shit
And you know that's big facts
You ain't talking big racks I ain't with the chit chat
You ain't tryna grind, huh? I wish I could fix that
You ain't tryna grind huh? I wish I could...
But I cant, gotta find the hustle in your heart
Gotta get your dream and make a start
Go and get it you ain't gotta ask
Find the hustle in your heart
Gotta get you dream and make a start
Go and get it you ain't gotta ask
Bucked her by the coast
By the seaside
I can't make my mind up
I can't fucking decide
Tryna find the free time
Need a little me time
Rolling up the...
Light it then I recline
I been acting like a jerk, too much one stop
When I scoped her I thought it was a long shot
Now she looking like a model when she on top
Should've pulled up to the party yeah it popped off
Feel like I was just in lesson up in QP
Never thought I'd see the day that I have groupies
Never thought I'd have my balance looking juicy
Never thought that I'd be doing things I do be
And you know that's big facts
You ain't talking big racks I ain't with the chit chat
You ain't tryna grind, huh? I wish I could fix that
You ain't tryna grind huh? I wish I could...
But I cant, gotta find the hustle in your heart
Gotta get your dream and make a start
Go and get it you ain't gotta ask
Go and get it you ain't gotta ask