Silver Tequila Lyrics

Look it's better if we ain't speaking

But they'll try to make a reason

They ain't never try to heal, want you to patch em like adhesive

Experiment with drugs but don't see substance as a weakness

I tried to her love right, but she'll still treat me as a secret

We up late night geeking, hotel creeping

Friend zone fuckin, then on Facebook beefin

They brought guns in the function while I pleaded for peace

He gave his nigga one hundred

He bowed his head in defeat

If I told you it was good, would you agree it's fine

If I laid the story out, could you read between the lines

If God you showed you something real

Do you think you'll see the signs

I can't trust these hoes

They crushed my heart a dozen times

They threatened by my energy

These little things you gifted me gon turn me to a memory

Naturally I hustle, I can build a team of ten of me

If two people talking, tell me who been really listening, ya

Cruising on the freeway

So much escape to from

R&B on replay, tryna clear my head up

Still I always thank God

It's so much I'm prepared for

And it's so much that I pray for

Only want Benz's, can't forget the Rari's

Women love Taylor Port, Tequila & Cardi

Vacation anywhere we're able to party

If I was a billionaire, I swear I'd be ballin

If I was a billionaire, I swear I'd be ballin

I ain't really trippin bout that shit, cause I'm all in

I ain't really trip about some problems cause I solved em

I swear life be lifing shit be getting rough

We some numb from alcohol but I use weed and such

Can't forget the lust, your body give me such a rush

Fuck it up, suck it up, let's talk about some nasty stuff

The mud's full of nasty shit

I worry bout yo happiness

This is not a love song, I'm just really passionate

It's hotter once the smoke clears

Got it all from practice, just imagine how the coach feel

Fireworks invade the atmosphere, it's like the fourth arrived

How you doing nigga, shit I'm doing fine

I'm higher than most eagles fly

Plus I'm very sleep deprived

Working on myself

Took so long to get my money right

Real shit

Cruising on the freeway

So much escape to from

R&B on replay, tryna clear my head up

Still I always thank God

It's so much I'm prepared for

And it's so much that I pray for

Only want Benz's, can't forget the Rari's

Women love Taylor Port, Tequila & Cardi

Vacation anywhere we're able to party

If I was a billionaire, I swear I'd be ballin