PRIDE Lyrics

I'ma save my breath, I ain't felt real love in a while

Only two things that I care about, my money and my child

I done put em in this world so I can't never fall off now

If you play, I bust your brain up into the cloud

Your girlfriend heard that I'm up now Also heard that I'm livin' uptown

She feel like I perform for her when I'm in town

She know what's up, I know she wants it facedown

Please don't come around my niggas with that energy

I got shooters down to terminate my enemy

Sippin' Remy while I make these hoes twist up them drugs

I've been on this road too long, I'm runnin out of love

I'm in the zone, girl I'm tryna get this Pick Six

I know these Exes probably stressin' cause they miss this

Picture this, a lil' nigga on the big screen

I've been on this road too long, I'm runnin' out of love

Excuse my pride this summer, you know I'm in Royal Rumble

We talkin' birds and bees, link up like we met on Bumble

She rock with Louis B, ain't no way she finna fumble

I'm rockin' Louis V, steppin', yeah, I've been too humble

I just go run up a bag, now she wanna talk to me

Thought that you had a chance, but shawty, you obsolete

Prada for her feet, she told me she proud of me

It's crazy how I turned my dreams into realities

Runnin' out of time, I do not mean to be impatient

They watchin' every word I say like I just got on braces

I can't trust no basic, another blonde, I faced it

Brunette on that gay shit, oh, she brought the friend over

Another one to play with Redhead shawty want my child

Black hair shawty in denial, dyed her hair, she going wild

UK shawty love my accent, judging like she Simon Cowell

I'm her idol now, can't move idle now

These niggas out of bounds, take them shots, I pay for rounds

Bands on bands on bands, clock on presidential wow

She do her dancey dance, hands on knees, she sexy now

When I wink, she smiles, redone shawty, Trudy Proud

Text me on my phone, Is you coming over

Sorry I've been out, do you want it sober

I don't even understand why she want me over for real

Morning wakin' up, now she wanna talk and shit

Wanna vent, type shit

I'm hungover now, so I ain't hear that shit

Placing me so high like I'm an ornament

I don't even understand why she want me for real

Don't like competition, this not a tournament

But you want more than this, but you ain't bored of this

I guess she just wanna have fun