Off Track

I’ve been out getting

Getting to the racks

You’ve been out getting

Getting off track

I’ve been on top, so you know im finna stay

Ain’t nothing much that you can really say girl

I’ve been out getting

Getting to the racks

You’ve been out getting

Getting off track

On my wane Brady shit let’s make a deal

Don’t hit me up give a fuck how you feel

Look, go and stir the pot

I ain’t finna stop girl this is hip hop to the fullest

Yea, I would of took a bulllet

But now I can’t stand all the shit that you pulling girl

Who the fuck is you coming at me all crazy

Wouldn’t take you back if brotha tried pay me

Yous a little girl, nah you are not a lady

Matter fact a a baby

Don’t you try and play me

Look, I know all your secrets

Try and fuck around I can summon all ya demons

Bring em to the surface. Oh now you getting nervous?

Now you get the bars like you finally got some service girl?

Is it too much, the truth is hard to bare?

Im finna gas you up, im only in first gear

So sit tight, buckle up, it’s a bumpy ride

You did this to yourself I ain’t even have to try

I’ve been out getting

Getting to the racks

You’ve been out getting

Getting off track

I’ve been on top, so you know im finna stay

Ain’t nothing much that you can really say girl

I’ve been out getting

Getting to the racks

You’ve been out getting

Getting off track

On my wane Brady shit let’s make a deal

Don’t hit me up give a fuck how you feel

Popped a few perks let my team run down

Life’s a whole blur when you on one now

Bun in the oven but you brunt that pshhh

And you ain’t know who the dad was wow

You couldn’t even take the hole dick uh

Broke like a record let that ho skip on

Boss level this is what It look like [look like]

Ima make a toast to the good life

Yea fuck up out my face

Used to roll with me now I’m picking up the pace

Funny how the tables turned, what you gotta say?

Not a damm thing girl I put you in your place

Yea Put you in casket, back on my rap shit

Infidelity, that’s what turned me to a bastard

This the rapture, sending shots to ya melon

You asked how I’m doing? Girl

This is what im yelling

I’ve been out getting

Getting to the racks

You’ve been out getting

Getting off track

I’ve been on top, so you know im finna stay

Ain’t nothing much that you can really say girl

I’ve been out getting

Getting to the racks

You’ve been out getting

Getting off track

On my wane Brady shit let’s make a deal

Don’t hit me up give a fuck how you feel