Usually

Lyrics
[Hook] Whoa whoa, whoa whoa Don't know what you're tryna do to me Yeah I just stay to myself, that's like usually That bitch is gone 'cause she said she was through with me Get that boy gone, we'll see him at his eulogy I do my labor and I need the fruits of these Don't call me Adam but I'll still go to the trees It's on my back, yeah I'm keeping a .223 [Verse] They try to watch all of my shit like it was HBO I be the smartest in the room like C-3P0 If he play with me, we put that boy like 6 feet below I just hop in and do it yeah this shit is easy though I've got that Southern swagger on me but I'm East Coast I hit every attempt just like a fucking free throw I'm counting up all thеse bands, I'm counting all them C-Notes (I count C-Notеs, yeah) (I count C-Notes, yeah) (I count C-Notes, yeah) I gotta put down my visor to hit these shots That Millie it be all on me if you ask 'bout my watch These niggas always on my ass, they shouldn't fuckin' talk It took a lot of hard work to get to what I got (What I got?) A couple fans, ha yeah But I ain't stopping till a hundred bands Shawty could just go fuck on her other man [Hook] Whoa whoa, whoa whoa Don't know what you're tryna do to me Yeah I just stay to myself, that's like usually That bitch is gone 'cause she said she was through with me Get that boy gone, we'll see him at his eulogy I do my labor and I need the fruits of these Don't call me Adam but I'll still go to the trees It's on my back, yeah I'm keeping a .223 [Outro] .223, yah (don't know know know yah) .223, Usually (don't know know know yah) Through to me oh yah yah yah (yah yah yah) (Don't know.. I gotta go...)
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- Devin M Thomas