ASK ME ft. Gusto & Q5ive Lyrics

I don't like taking too many chances

I don't like having too many answers

So don't ask me - Teach me

Niggas Buck wild playing with passion

In the midst of it all

I got a soft spot for bitches with glasses

If you ask me

I am actively searching for assets

But distracted by South African Asses

Im living my life - knowing

I gotta match my words with my actions

Tryina make a house a home with Rap shit

Dropping Classics

Word to the Moments I took Affrimative Action

Word to the value I'm putting onto my masters

Word to the stress I'll inherit from paying taxes

I don't like keeping slips but I'll have to

Im a natural

Off the rip

My Conversations got me a lot of tips

Its not about Potatoes

It's about the chips

If you my catch my drift

If you didn't know me

Now you know I like to Flip

I made a thousand bucks from Hundred

Look like a Magic Trick

It takes a hundred months

To do what I did with the magic stick

I spend a lot of time thinking what am I gon

Do after this

This is my casual thoughts

I'm at my casual best

You listening to the life a boss

Look at what casual gets

It easy if you ask me

Look I ain't saying im houdini - if you ask me

I'm moving like the Mussalini - if you ask me

But if you niggas don't believe me

You can ask sgi

Thats why you never really see me out

When I'm On the road

When I'm on the phone

You never really see me out

No

It easy if you ask me

Look I ain't saying im houdini - if you ask me

I'm moving like the Mussalini - if you ask me

But if you niggas don't believe me

You can ask sgi

Thats why you never really see me out

When I'm On the road

When I'm on the phone (you never do)

You never really see me out

No

I made It look easy so you ask me

How you did that

Gees man

I just had to catch me

Feel me

I threw myself deep into my past

Seen things I didn't have, coz I got it from ma dad, ish

Need to make a plan G

Now a yung boss hustle till he buckle

Hardly see my friends and I dont have no one to cuddle

It's cold in a World where you valued by your worth

Coz the only change that matters Is the One up in her purse

If you ask me

This type of living is for greedy people not me

Without the paper you not living if you ask me

So I don't sacrificed my love for things That hurt me

Doing bad For Good Things (balance)

Puff until my Lungs be dried it Keeps me happy (Yaw Gusto pass the Blunt)

I Murder beats when on the mic it keep me lively

I'm only lying when she ask me do you love Me

I don't Wanna fantasize too Long if You ask me

If you catch me