[Verse] Daddy's little girl all grown now I'm on my own now, all that nice shit gone now Still on my princess shit, princess cut like I'm Cinderella Got my groove back like Stella, play me, you could never I be with the wolves, lions, tigers and bears See skeletons everywhere, you would probably be scared I'm comfy, let's get to this money, we on the clock Playtime over, precision in every shot Where I'm standin', I'ma need a parachute if I jump Watch your feet, I can't let these red bottoms get pumped Phone ringin' off the hook, people askin' for favors Now they mad, it's bad enough I'm gettin' mugged by the neighbors When I was down, who gave me a hand? I ain't see no hands Fake bitches wanna be besties, I don't need no friends I'm good, save me the voice and the trouble Money make me cum, that pussy moist when I hustle Independent 'cause these niggas pay more rolls than a Zelle Take it back, 'cause I know that ain't your Rollie, Izelle That's Coney money, Izelle, I ain't impressed, I'm disgusted My time on a budget, I can't spend that shit on dusties Bum, hoes actin' like they know Kamaiyah Fuck the threats, they gon' really have to show Kamaiyah I ain't never been the one goin' back and forth I like war, kickin' doors, plus my temper too short No remorse, that's a side that you don't wanna see My bad side, that's a place that you don't wanna be All they wanna do is tweet, they don't never wanna meet 'Cause this Draco a buffet, all you can eat Tattoos on my body represent the life that I live Been crossed by many, but they gon' have to pay for what they did I hate to see these kids runnin' 'round like they tough When I knew they would've crumbled if they grew up in the skudd my life ain't picture perfect, rock sittin' in states Fifteen minute calls, but it's a smile on my face Tears when they in, but I still keep my faith Yeah, he striked out but look who stepped up to the plate Dodgin' raindrops, switchin' lanes in that Trackhawk Play with sticks? Hell yeah, play with y'all? Hell nah Croc skin Birkin 'cause today I'm feelin' swampy Tryna run these bills up and I ain't talkin' Chauncey Balenciaga mondays, ysl thursdays Caked up, no birthday, pretty on my worst day Ballin', no First Take, run through it the first take Now they say I'm mad but I wasn't playin' in the first place
[Outro] Daddy's little girl all grown now I'm on my own now, they on my phone now Askin' for this, beggin' for that Tell 'em I ain't got it, now they wanna get mad But I'm so over it, swear I'm so over it I'm so over it, swear I'm so over it, I'm so over itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.