Stay On Track Lyrics

Sendin her text, tryin to get her back, I'm hoping she see I'm trying to stay on track

Telling me she hate me and diss on the apps

That shit all out the door when I'm breaking her back

Worried about stacks, ain't worried about hats

Taking niggas down ride off in a scat

Sending disses to me, you ain't got no stats

Member times got hard, I was hugging my blatt

Popping up at my door, she like, Aw who this bitch

On and off with this bitch all fucking year

Still long live cuz, I can't shed a tear

Bitch throwing me off, going off shit she hear

I was chasing my money, wearing the same fit

Please stop bendin, all y'all do is miss

Not making a dollar, all y'all do is diss

Try to change myself, but I'm riding with sticks

Tryn get her back, she like, that shit done

I been chasing the cash, still having fun

I'm hurtin her heart, she like you too blunt

The bitch that I wanted in love with a bum

If it ain't about money, ain't answering none

I'm in love, but I hate it whenever she drunk

Niggas send me a diss, gotta catch me some bump

Jumping out cars seein niggas get plucked

Sendin her text, tryin to get her back, I'm hoping she see I'm trying to stay on track

Telling me she hate me and diss on the apps

That shit all out the door when I'm breaking her back

Worried about stacks, ain't worried about hats

Taking niggas down ride off in a scat

Sending disses to me, you ain't got no stats

Member times got hard, I was hugging my blatt

When shit got hard, you showed how you feel

Showed who you are when shit got real

When I lost my heart, I was looking for kills

You can't get in this car, you ain't got no skills

He was playing that car, I'm like, Werk chill

This bitch trying to argue, it's not a big deal

Pull up to her crib, whenever I'm on wheels

Shit might take her arm and buy her ass a meal

She don't trust me at all, this ain't nothing new

I could fuck a new bitch, but it's something about you

Chasing niggas down, collecting they loot

Run it up with my bitch then hang out on a roof

Pop around the corner, left his ass spooked

When the feds ask questions, my shit be mute

Why you acting like that, you way too cute

She be hanging with niggas that's dissing and loose

Sendin her text, tryin to get her back, I'm hoping she see I'm trying to stay on track

Telling me she hate me and diss on the apps

That shit all out the door when I'm breaking her back

Worried about stacks, ain't worried about hats

Taking niggas down ride off in a scat

Sending disses to me, you ain't got no stats

Member times got hard, I was hugging my blatt