Got To (Freestyle) Lyrics

Yeah

It's been a minute

But you know

A lot of this is being put in

Uh (check it)

Blood, sweat and tears

Tryna tell you been the man tho

We gon' link this party to that party, that's a plan hoe

You can tell your friends all about it, (and) see your mans home

And if she on a mission we ain't tripping she can slide too

Go and tell that bitch tryna fuck, she got man home

But I ain't give no fucks I hit that dub into that mans hoe

I ain't been my self in a minute cause of banned hoes

I don' went and spazzed out on shit but what's the plan fool

Knocking with bands

I know she wanna be a fan

Say I been rocking shit to jam

But that don't mean I'm on my… bread

I don't got no plan, my only shit to make you dance

And say that nigga got a fan

But I'm gon' hit you with that fence tho

Know I'm getting petty

You don't care, but what you beg for it

You ain't got no plans with your light but yet nag for it

I don' went and split a whole 6 between a 6

I ain't fuck with all that 6

She gon' try play 'em tricks

But ain't give fucks about a bitch

Tryna fuck it, trick or treat

I don't even got no trick but I won't treat her like queen

I know I could be the man of that shit but what that mean

I'd be dumb asf to do it

So I fuck and keep me home

Man i do what I got to

Do what I got to

Do what I got to

Got to

Got to

I don't know, but