Perfect when you worthless, but your stained if you flawed
Re-arranging the law gone be the same when we gone
Change isn't lost, it just pays to be lost
Like the two black women trump paid to be on,
Perfect when you worthless, but your stained if you flawed
Re-arranging the law gone be the same when we gone
Change isn't lost, it just pays to be lost
Like the two black women trump paid to be on, gawd
Verse:
Sundays they feel like Monday’s, Let’s rip the runway
I’ll get it someday, someway we’ll end up on the front page
I love me, let's get this money, she's actin ugly
But pretty in the heart, she got titties just to start
I'm in the city when it's dark
And the valley when it's cold
Women want my heart but man it's solid when I'm gold
Y'all nikkas happy go lucky, y'all search for pots of gold
This music's like my debit card froze...it got a hold
Pschye don't invite me, I'm just writing from a modest soul
If it's yes then I'm getting dressed, you know it's not a no
Got some rolls? I might butter em up if she hot as stoves
This goes out to all my nikkas, and, all my college
I don't slut shame, I just let my nuts hang
Confidence is everything, but humble gets the tough save
Confidence is everything, but humble gets the tough save
Confidence is everything, but humble gets the tough save
Hook(x2):
Perfect when you worthless, but your stained if you flawed
Re-arranging the law gone be the same when we gone
Change isn't lost, it just pays to be lost
Like the two black women trump paid to be on,
Perfect when you worthless, but your stained if you flawed
Re-arranging the law gone be the same when we gone
Change isn't lost, it just pays to be lost
Like the two black women trump paid to be on, gawd
