G A F Lyrics

Dreams won't work If you don't

You can never be working too long

12 to 15 hour days I'm trynna get my move on

Yea I'm focused on getting paid

Give a fuck about what you on

Give a fuck bout getting laid already move on to a new one

Said she wanna stay I told her move on

Stuck up in my ways

Paper chasing

Got my weight up

Get up out my face

Flexing paper

We come take it

Run up plays at night and then come right back to my day shift

I ain't talking liquor just like GTA we leave em wasted

I don't do no drinking give me blunts and Ima face em

I don't do no faking going hard been in my nature

I aint have the keys I still kept pushing made my way in

Looked up at the stars and lettem cave in I been going way up

Counting all this money I want more So Ima stay up

Paint da picture with no paintbrush

Get a bag and I won't say much

Goats be getting cheese and if you not

Then you ain't one

Dreams won't work If you don't

You can never be working too long

12 to 15 hour days I'm trynna get my move on

Yea I'm focused on getting paid

Give a fuck about what you on

Give a fuck bout getting laid already move on to a new one

Getting money to fun count it up and do re-run

Yea these bitches on my dick it make it hard for me to choose one

Pulling out the Drake and I go savage like I'm two one

To many really faking really acting like they do some

Watch out who you test you might get proved wrong

Sometimes more is less a small spark can make a big bomb

Settle all my beef so I can live long

Keep it in streets and I won't speak on it

Dreams won't work If you don't

You can never be working too long

12 to 15 hour days I'm trynna get my move on

Yea I'm focused on getting paid

Give a fuck about what you on

Give a fuck bout getting laid already move on to a new one

Put in work already better say less

All that fake love you showing show me you a fake friend

I been stuck in tunnel vision ,Cartiers, might switch my lens

Switch up on my Glock before I ever switch on any friend

Knots up in my pockets I be shamed if I go broke again

I don't do no talking I won't cough up just inhale it in

Buddy taking losses he won't boss up he afraid to win

I just pull up beat the box up

I ain't here to stay for dinner

She a eater put my feet up

Count some cheese then roll some reefer

If she ain't gon push me to be better I wont keep her

Put in work myself I don't need help Why would I need ya

Gotta figure it out make it out you keep on dreaming

They was on the couch and I was out like I was fiending

Trynna bag it up in large amounts like every season

Keep it to myself wont prove a thing just don't believe me

Still be in the hood shit I'm good yea I'm eating