Pause ft. TrapStarSnow Lyrics

My hands still shaking, that's his body hittin the wall

John Wall shit, fuck the pass I need it all

I can't believe the way you cross me, you still think ima call

Fatal love, he's been tripping since she cut him off

He been thru a lot, that fake love got him tossed

Channel seven showing the same niggas he knocked off

He learned a lot upon the hood, not every nigga your dawg

They wanna be a nigga so bad, they need to pause

I just came back from the valley, boy ya two faced

Pass that dope to my niggas like a relay

On the freeway with a freak hoe, Shante

I just can't let none of you niggas get too close to me

Hoes dirty, bird bath for them pigeons

I don't wanna know who you been doing

Lock my heart down like it's in prison

I promise ima stack these bands to the ceiling

Oh now you see? Oh now you wanna hold me

It's too late, got a couple bitches overseas

Cha cha cha, Dominican bitches in love with me

Now I see all that hate you said you had for me

Oh I see

My hands still shaking, that's his body hittin the wall

John Wall shit, fuck the pass I need it all

I can't believe the way you cross me, you still think ima call

Fatal love, he's been tripping since she cut him off

He been thru a lot, that fake love got him tossed

Channel seven showing the same niggas he knocked off

He learned a lot upon the hood, not every nigga your dawg

They wanna be a nigga so bad, they need to pause

I just came back

Been a monster & I'm still going in

Lord knows that I love counting backends

Niggas wanna hate, turned my back on them

Spilled blood, gotta put a patch on them

Soul survivor like I'm Destiny's Child

Yatta Kidd I've been doing this for a while

Make sure my mom always wearing a smile

Make sure your bros always there til you die

Make sure your circle never gets too big

If it does then you have to cut it in half

Subtract & divide, better know your math

First place but I came up from last

I make sure I last

I can't fucking crash

I gotta go hard, I make sure I spazz

And yea you know wassup

We came from the mud

Tryna get the Bucks, talking Giannis

My hands still shaking, that's his body hittin the wall

John Wall shit, fuck the pass I need it all

I can't believe the way you cross me, you still think ima call

Fatal love, he's been tripping since she cut him off

He been thru a lot, that fake love got him tossed

Channel seven showing the same niggas he knocked off

He learned a lot upon the hood, not every nigga your dawg

They wanna be a nigga so bad, they need to pause