[Hook: Bryson Tiller]
Go out on the weekends I barely
Peace and prosperity
Drinking not heavily
She can’t stop texting me
I don’t know why she sweating me
Live b**hes can’t get with me
n***as better stop testing me
n***as can’t break bread with me
[Verse 1: Byson Tiller]
She ain’t on the same sh** Young Tiller on
Kick her to the curb
If she ain’t willing to learn imma send her home
Grams in a zip lock bag
For the time that i spend alone
And I’m just getting stoned
Got green like Piccolo
Ya ain’t talking money
Then the convo short like Krillin though
k**er song by the bank
Its k**er all
n***a f** a celebrity status
Long as my money long
Cut me a check imma cash it
I don’t pay these n***as no mind
Cause i can’t write that off in my taxes
Headed to the bank just laughing
Ironically I’m from the city of Ca**ius
I done met a lot of temporary people
Like I’m in the f**in’ temp service
If you ain’t real stay away I encourage
All my n***as stay down inverted
Hey save your energy conserve it
Keep your two cents don’t insert it
Check the blueprints I’m in the building
Squad in the building
We turn off for certain you spy on me
Eyeing me
Your recent searches
n***a
[Bridge: Bryson Tiller]
What the hell is you telling me
When it comes to fame n***a
I care the least
Free loaders screaming
“Share with me, we go way back”
Stay back
You especially
[Hook: Bryson Tiller]
Go out on the weekends I barely
Peace and prosperity
Drinking not heavily
She can’t stop texting me
I don’t know why she sweating me
Live b**hes can’t get with me
n***as better stop testing me
n***as can’t break bread with me
[Verse 2: King Vory]
I am no god
A king at the most i just wait for my ride
The beast’s off the leash
Who invested some time with a hell of a grind
See these hoes are not yours
And these hoes are not mine
Rolly bust out cause it happen on time
Believed in my n***as
I knew that we were gon’ shine
Shout out to my dawg
Who invested some time
I’m one of a kind but still on my grind
Don’t start it or stop it
Drew Brees in my pocket
My b**h, she so tropic
Pull up in that optic
These b**hes can’t stop it
We want it we cop it
On IG I’m trending
My name is the topics
Pull up in that aw sh**
He bugging we off him
My flow I be on it
Don’t see no components
R.I.P to L.A
They know I Capone it, they know I be on it
They say numbers don’t lie
Including as pointers
My n***as got work
Ain’t talking employment
Now go make your appointment
She rub me like ointment
[Bridge: Bryson Tiller]
What the hell is you telling me
When it comes to fame n***a
I care the least
Free loaders screaming
“Share with me, we go way back”
Stay back
You especially
[Hook: Bryson Tiller]
Go out on the weekends I barely
Peace and prosperity
Drinking not heavily
She can’t stop texting me
I don’t know why she sweating me
Live b**hes can’t get with me
n***as better stop testing me
n***as can’t break bread with me