Posed To Be Lyrics

I pray my angels stay real close to me

Time after time I prevail against everyone who ever doubted me

I hope my brothers proud of me

I keep these women giggling as revenge for niggas clownin me

Ridin through the city, four door whip, but I treat like a Bentley

My pockets green with envy

Lemonade chain, yellow, simply

Paint pictures like Da Vinci

Cartier frames, clear vision

Do the marathon, go the distance

Cookin up inside the studio like I'm livin out my kitchen

I'm focused on my future, but I got problems reminiscing

I can get any bitch I want, don't take a lot rizzing

Why the fuck would I keep on talkin if you don't plan to listen?

You know these diamonds glisten

Mike Tyson, these bitches hitting

I can't pop out with lil shawty right now, she stayin hidden

While I handle business

She brought a friend, they twinning

Man, I feel like Future

I love, love, love bad bitches

Don't get trippin, you cut off like a sawed off

I ain't gone lie, she don't mean shit, I just want my rocks

You feelin good? Come and suck it until you get lockjaw

Wipe it up, get to goin, make sure that damn door locked

You did me wrong, feel betrayed, should I crash out?

Are you livin what you say? Need to pipe down

Tryna control what I say, I'll put this song out

Don't talk about no facts to me, I'll air this hoe out

I'm feelin bold, I'm really cold now

This ain't what you want, I'm like a white kid pulling poles out

Oh, now you ain't got shit to say? What you froze now?

You lookin like the middleman, caught with his pants down

A nigga finally livin free, I'll hit my dance now

I let just out all my anger out, can't shit hold me down

Don't ever come back round this way, might blow your tires out

I been holdin back my petty, lemme calm down

I pray my angels stay real close to me

Time after time I prevail against everyone who ever doubted me

I hope my brothers proud of me

I keep these women giggling as revenge for niggas clownin me

Ridin through the city, four door whip, but I treat like a Bentley

My pockets green with envy

Lemonade chain, yellow, simply

Paint pictures like Da Vinci

Cartier frames, clear vision

Do the marathon, go the distance