[Hook]
Late night creepin' with me and my niggas
You and your crew busy catching all them feelings
[?] sittin' on the 24's
And he coming down the street
Right before you see me
Living life this good
You would need a genie
Life flashes
Verbal [?]
Drinking and driving
My partner's rolling up in the back
Got a contact
So you know I'm on the Autopilot
[Hook]
I ain't even trippin' though
You could tell that I'm faded
Cause my eyes low
Kanye told me I need to drive slow
Don't worry bout these hoes
Need to get your dope
Gotta stack it up high
Til the ceiling low
Can't let a nigga tell me different though
Ever since you left
I've been on my shit
I hope you know baby girl
It's all about the money I've been making
And you know just how I feel
Only nigga with you to ever keep it real
(Keep it real)
(Keep it real)
(Keep it real)
That's how I feel
(How I feel)
(How I feel)
(That's how I feel)
No, no, no
[Verse]
Pride always gets in my way
That's the reason why you haven't heard from me for a few days
Been focusing on myself and getting back right back to this money
Cause you know that I won't let
Only thing to take my mind off of you
And all of this pain that she done me through
And niggas blaming you for pain you never did to me
And bitches talkin' shit and saying I'm power trippin''
What the f*ck you sippin'?
But f*ck the other shit right now
How that [?] when I'm ready to settle down
To be honest I ain't really good right now
Just knowing that you got my love on lockdown
But me and my niggas just living
Summer time was a rip
I ain't kidding
Mines is so better
Nigga I'm different
Look at me nigga
Bitches so different
2 bad bitches in the backseat hittin'
All rolling, rolling, rolling
Gotta a couple bad bitches in the backseat
Yeah, rolling
Couple bad bitches in the backseat rolling off a pill
Rolling off of bean
Already know what this shit means
(Yeah you know)
[Hook]
I ain't even trippin' though
You could tell that I'm faded
Cause my eyes low
Kanye told me I need to drive slow
Don't worry bout these hoes
Need to get your dope
Gotta stack it up high
Til the ceiling low
Can't let a nigga tell me different though
Ever since you left
I've been on my shit
I hope you know baby girl
It's all about the money I've been making
And you know just how I feel
Only nigga with you to ever keep it real
(Keep it real)
(Keep it real)
(Keep it real)
That's how I feel
(How I feel)
(How I feel)
(That's how I feel)
No, no, no