Simpler Times Lyrics

Wish I could take It back to days it was simple

Was the only nigga fucking slap my dick on ya dimple

Then you up N' leave after all that we been through

Man these hoes ain't shit but that's sum we been knew

They wanna be up on a book

Posting they ass now they feening for a look

Just certain shit I don't understand

Getting ya body done just to post it on the gram

And shawty gone tell you she got to man

Till you pull up in a foreign or show her a hundred bands

So I'm a fuck her and pass her that's the plan

Ain't no love out here my only love is in these grams

Phone on do not disturb

Trapping all day that's what I call goin' to work

And without these drugs ill go berserk cause these broads ain't no help and neither is Watching them twerk

I'm finally jus go hit da road

Worried bout these dividends and what I'm bringing in home

Yeah I got a lil cash but need mo

Only money on my mind that other shit got to go

Twenty-four seven, three six five Got to get to it I Cant waste no time

Cant be stressing over nun ain't bout' a dime

I jus fell into the streets now I play it full time

I see the top I'm almost near

Told me it ain't easy like I wasn't aware

All these niggas hating now but I don't care

Too many lonely nights I was up tryna prepare

For this

Remember Nights All I Need Was A Lick

Lets be real ain't nobody give me shit

Big bro said it ain't no fun without risks

So I got to hit the road and I got to take dem trips

Dead or booked is what they been telling me

I aced the tests P's and Q's like a spelling me

Opened my eyes had to check who still next to me

The ones closest to ya would switch up ova jealousy

Shit crazy forreal

Gone tell you dat I love you if you out here in the field wit me

Cause real niggas steady getting killed

Clutching on this pipe while we just playing what we deal

Ain't no telling how you gone go

So I ain't trippin bout it I'm more worried bout da dough

Yeah I got a lil cash but need more

Only money on my mind that other shit got to go

Twenty-four seven, three six five Got to get to it I Cant waste no time

Cant be stressing over nun ain't bout' a dime

I jus fell into the streets now I play it full time

I see the top I'm almost near

Told me it ain't easy like I wasn't aware

All these niggas hating now but I don't care

Too many lonely nights I was up tryna prepare

For this