Ain’t Have It

Lyrics

[Verse 1: ?] I remember days I ain't have it I was on my ass, made a play like Magic Riding on your ass, with the lasers flashing I'ma do the dash in the latest fashion Ain't nothing new, what I say, it get tragic Hundreds, they blue, boy, I don't do the flagging Chop the top off the roof, get to blasting I got the guap, in the booth, get to spazzing I was in a daze, having dreams 'bout the Patek Different color chains, stacking change in the attic Brodie, take your brain, if you thinking you a savage Bitches be insane, I ain't thinking 'bout no marriage You can't be my main, I ain't giving out no status I don't know her name, now she looking all еmbarrassed Switching on the gang, like thе opps, you gon' perish Put a Plain Jane on a watch, now they staring She want me to slow down, I was never caring You won't get your ho now, I was never sharing All these hoes be low down, you won't catch me near Brodie, we got more rounds, run up if you daring She just wanna catch a vibe with a rich nigga, yeah I can't give you all my time, money six figures (Yeah) I keep money on my mind, not no bitch nigga, yeah Brodie do the time, ain't no snitch nigga, yeah [Verse 2: Jay Critch] I came from a dime, seeing six figures, yeah (Ayy) I came from the trap, man, the crib like [?] (Yeah) That money growing faster than my hair Shooters spin the side, get him lifted in the air Christian Dior, gotta switch up the pair These niggas goofy, I can't be around it [?] keys, I was moving the pounds in [?] my keys, but I can't leave without it Keys to the Benz, but I came from the Honda (Came from the Honda) I pull up presidential, like Obama do That pussy she got is phenomenal (Ayy) For that money, she do what she gotta do (She gotta do) But she better not be thinking I'm a fool (Better not) Bro went [?] he made the news I was [?] time to lose Got a bucket and I started wilding (I started wilding) I got more bucks around me than [?] Oh, ten toes in this shit like my shoestrings Please, don't make me [?] shoot things Had to chill on that drink, gave me mood swings (In that lean) And when we in the spots, bitches be thinking we hooping Two chops and two beams, it cost me two G's Count up my money, it's soothing Two bitches blend like a smoothie (Two bitches blend like a) [Verse 3: ?] [?] raised a R.P.M. nigga [?] And I stay on my shit, 'cause the time do not wait Let me know what you want, we got all kind of plates And this shit ain't a [?], we do this every day And I gotta do some, I got no time to stay Then I go hit the [?], gotta bust a play No L's [?] How you telling and get him locked [?] Get that shit in for the low, then we sell it for the high If a nigga try get low, then we hit him with the five Two Percocets, I'm activated, I ain't even tired [?] Hit another flight [?] somewhere in the sky Knew it wasn't right, so tell me, why'd you even try? Said she want [?] I'm a different type of guy [Verse 4: ?] Still remember days when a nigga ain't have it It ain't just come to me, I had to grab it [?] midwest, I play for the Mavericks Ds on the chest but we can't get married Say I'm a, say I'm a savage You wanna sit in the back, I work to the front, it ain't folding my lap Just out here chasing a pack, I get a new [?] and I'm back The money, I'm way too attached Tell that bitch get off my back You don't love me, you love racks [?] nothing else outside of that Scamming and scamming and scamming, 'til we came home with some racks All of my losses, I got it back We turned to bosses and that's a fact I could never force, it gotta move [?] (Okay, okay) Gotta maneuver the trap And I maneuver like [?] On the walls with a shooter in back And I'm with the same crew like a [?] [Outro] [?] midwest, I play for the Mavericks Ds on the chest but we can't get married Say I'm a, say I'm a savage You wanna sit in the back, I work to the front, it ain't folding my lap