Challenges Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Every day I'm gettin' better, really learnin' how to manage life, shit come with challenges
All my bitches be the baddest, droppin' six in a fanta, know ain't shit about me average,
And I don't even really chatter, niggas do a lot of cappin', we the ones who really havin
Shit, don't worry about no thot chasin' racks, lil' bitch
My baby love me for the price of nothin', he a kill a nigga
Got so many fuckin' haters every pose middle fingers
Once we tap him and his friend, whoever see it, go on with him
Know I hit her when he askin' bout her, she be playin' victim
I'm just tryna run up commas, decimals, free my niggas sentence
We ain't heard of them since 2020, that's cause niggas finished
Niggas stash ain't what I blew today and I just left the dentist
Boy, I hope your ass don't die without no money, time tickin
Leave that corn told her catch a vibe with a Mob member, Way that chopper, put a nigga down, think it got Syndrome
Fresh as hell, rockin' shows, fans chattin', world tour
Bad as hell, thought she came from France, I'm like Bon Jour
Now my pants got bandana patches, it used to be Rhinestones
Ridin striker, think I'm Ricky Bobby, bitch, I'm fresh like Pico Papi
Couldn't get a DM out her, now she tryna see about me
Might fuck you good, treat you good, ain't no ring around it
That pussy ain't makin' me no pap, lil' baby, I can't fiend about it
Every day I'm gettin' better, really learnin' how to manage life
Shit, come with challenges
All my bitches be the baddest, droppin' six in a fanta
Know ain't shit about me average
And I don't even really chatter, niggas do a lot of cappin
We the ones who really havin' shit
Don't worry about no thot chasing racks, lil' bitch
My baby love me for the price of nothin', he a killer, nigga
Got so many fuckin' haters every pose be middle fingers