Seeing Signs Lyrics

I won't think about nothin

Bad lil bitch and I love it

AC broke we hot as ovens

What's breaking news and what isn't

My homie died of fentanyl

It killed him, no kidding

No I wanna go outside

Is you coming through

I wanna make another move

Smoke my spliff while I'm looking at the moon

Searching for something in you

Getting jumpy and jittery too

What you're doing to me

Makes me sigh

You look like the apples in eyes

And I just wanna make you mine

I know I gotta make it up

Sorry I'm forgetting trust

Tell me what are you interests

The thing is I'm not getting rest

Walk around and I big up my chest

Get my name up into monuments

Know the game like I'm always up next

Getting active we wanna be players

Know some people lost it when they quit

If I'm ballin now I'd never miss

The last man standing took a risk

I don't fight still ball up my fasts

When I was 15 buying nics

When I was smoking too much got expelled

Foreshadow that lock-up it's hell

Zips I could get love the smell

When she smoking she move like a snail

We laughing it's funny she embarrassed

Now if I'm catching feelings

I'm a bury it

Took a picture in it

I might not wear it again

Put that shit on

They gon stare

Yeah I get it

If it's all in the image

No running away

Remember gettin round

Wit guns in my waist

Don't even know who got it now

No catching no case

Probably throw a fit

I ain't get no money today

If I'm feeling myself

Ain't no talkin to me

I wanna get paper my voice isn't cheap

Ain't even throw nothing

She throwing them cheeks

Lookin at me

Like she know I got cheese

I'm big into backwoods

Won't beg her to meet

Add it up

Add it up

Add it up

Leave

Add it up

Add it up

Add it up

Leave

Cabbage up

Cabbage up

Cabbage up

Trees

Made so much

When you spend

It feel free

Need a big booty bitch

That's gon care for my needs

Cooking naked in the kitchen

I ain't even hungry

I wanna get paper my voice isn't cheap

She put on some makeup

She wanna be freaky

City girls know they might be a lil sneaky

You could tell ya man's

I been dying to meet ya

I'm going up

He might pay for a feature

Offense on I'm not swimming wit leeches

Defense on and I'm keeping my heart pure

She said to keep my head straight I should do art more

Big titty hippie got me sitting in the park more

800 on the keys

Yeah it's push to start

Make it to the league

They calling me Lebron James

She love how I shoot yeah how I'm so spontaneous

They look like my sons and they gon make the draft

Her head gettin bigger

Might turn into a hippo

Sayin she a eater

Yeah that's my nympho

All my people got them heaters

Yeah no playing wit them folks

When I'm on the block

You know I stand 10 toes

The pack came in loud

We should not send those

The nigga who robbed me

He probably got knocked off

She rubbin on my pants like she want me whip the glock out

Feelin like Ye

And this the college dropout

Wanna see ya now

This ain't a love lockdown

And that's my robo cop

She like to handcuff me

I seen some things that I can't unsee

Blood on my hands

And blood on my Nikes

They're airing out houses right in front of me

I'm taking a chance I ain't got no choice

I ain't even hear nobody in there making noise

She just dropped off his son

He had a couple toys

Bad lil bitch and I love it

AC broke

We hot as ovens

What's breaking news and what isn't

My homie died of fentanyl

It killed him, no kidding

No I wanna go outside

Is you coming through

I wanna make another move