Ruth's Chris Lyrics

Roll up for my stress relief

Wrote this text for shawty then I press delete

I know that it's just the Lord he testing me

Working all the these hours so I don't get sleep

Promised I'ma hold it down so you best believe it

Climb til I reach it

I could write album on the shit that I needed

That I didn't have or I lacked in my teachings

But what's the point doing that

Know when we all dead and gone

Assuming that reality's whatever you pick

I would rather let that shit go & move on for good

I'm spending time I'm tryna find out what the truth is

Baby girl it's been a couple days and I still gotta replay what it is

And I cannot forget the words that you said

Told me you was different,

Ain't like them bitches you know mob with the

Crowd you said you can't be grouped in

Bought a new fit

Shawty snatched her front & back look like a new bitch

You want me shop at Sak's & dine you Ruth's Chris

Drip you in designer bags & buy you new shit

Bae you don't know how to act you off a few sips

You got on ya diamonds w da matching hoops in

Like to speak ya mind and bitches hate cuz you

Makin moves

Heavy steppin on these bitches neck you too thick

Shit can get wicked I'm praying a nigga can change the route

Makin' this pape & maintaining all I think about

Don't give a fuck if they hating

Long as I got family & favor I'm on right now

Switch up the way I been talking the way that I say shit

Back in the day I was taught to play the game with patience

Those who can surf on the wave the ones who make it out

Laying here faded in my bed, not finished yet

You see what it is we still got wraps, girl roll again

You say you wanna connect baby connect

I just wanna make this moment last, so I'm diving in

I still gotta work that wall and hold em off

Told you that I'm handling it all won't drop da ball

Know that it ain't with the flesh whenever we battle

Promised I would do my best and I would keep it at em'

Nothing they can take from me

Specially cause Jesus he sustain my needs

Pistol on my waist and this shit gotta beam

I get through my day long as I got dis weed

Long as my eyes can see

Know the Lord he watching me

Picturing that crown my God prepared for me

Never catch me switching up on my beliefs

Know the things I want & I know what I need

Still know how to dream

I just wanna keep this shit a bean

I be tryna dead it but you keep

Telling me that you won't leave

Got so many different qualities

I ain't even where I wanna be but

You still on my team