This 1 4 M3 Lyrics

Why won't shawty let me go

Always going through the motions

It was bout time I let go

Growth

Shining but staying lowkey

Running laps around these dweebs

I been taking the time out for me

Now the bitch stalking my shit

Shouldn't have gave her this dick

Calling my phone

Asking me where is my dick

Baby girl you got to chill

Time to get real

You love the attention I give

Now you wanna throw a fit

Every time I call you out

On your shit

You don't like to tell the truth about yourself

You don't like to hold yourself accountable

Bitch

Tired of this shit

Always going back and forth

You always project onto me

Whenever I talk

You always like to cut me off

Show some respect to a king

Can't spin the block

Overstepped my boundaries

That's a deal breaker for me

Fuck all that clout

Making moves out on the road

I ain't even doing shows

They pay me to speak

And ask me advice about life

Thank God I'm living what I preach

Still fucking up

Learning lessons everyday

The gift is the wisdom received

Hold on

Hold on

Hold on

Hold on

Slide on the beat

Oil below my feet

I be moonwalking the streets

King of the Pop

It'll make you drop

I won't lift a finger up

You need to stop acting tough

Honestly bro

You need a hug

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Get a hug

This one for me

This one for me

This one for me

This one for me

This one for me

This one for me

This one for me

This one for me

This one for me

This one for me

If only you knew

Don't look like what I've been through

If only you knew

Don't look like what I've been through

If only you knew

Don't look like what I've been through