[Intro] Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (Uh) Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah The vibes are The vibes are
[Verse 1] Wine bottles, little shuffles and a couple friends Playstation, Grand Theft and some M&M's New work, more money, then a vacation You work hard and play hard, I gotta make it make sense Gotta make arrangements for my unborns A one baby daddy situation was the old norm These lot just wanna swipe right and watch YouPorn And I'm just tryna build a legacy Okay, now word to Lex Amor My mum ain't raise no bitch My mum had me in some corduroy and some Nike kicks My father had me on the keyboard at the age of six My sister influenced the certain love I have for hits My brother likewise and hooked me up with plenty lines Lookin' back at it, he probably was committin' crimes In certain places, they're just callin' that shit gettin' by We're gettin' by, you either entertain or 9-5
[Chorus] It didn't matter when we're quarantined It didn't matter when we're broke I had to take a little second man I took a second then I, ha-ha You really think we're only standing by You need to open your eyes, yeah (Ah, ah)
[Verse 2] I find myself drinkin' out of these wine bottles And watchin' my mind shuffle But the same thought is on repeat Constantly eatin' from this tree in which Eve did I find my struggles follow from what she did But I is woman, so what we did? Am I conceited for my thoughts? I placed a tick and cross inside a nought Made a game of noughts and crosses worth a thought And I in session never deemed to judge but rule the court Sugarcoating truth That ain't food for thought That's a fat ass lyin' on your ass diabetes ass answer They never answer my question Does wearing weave make me any less of a black girl? Does saying nigga make me ignorant or forgivin'? Just like, should I just be livin' or believing? Should I just be livin' or believing? Every time I get a little down, down, down, down
[Outro] Me, I say 5 foot 10, I'm calm, don't grow again Bad with a pen, lay up and shoot a Skeng Short box braids, Reeboks, a hooligan But zen, I am a gem' Tell friends to uh, wait 5 foot 10, I'm calm, don't grow again Bad with a pen, lay up and shoot a Skeng Short box braids, Reeboks, a hooligan But zen, I am a gem' Tell friends to tell a friendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
