Cliché

Hey what?

I keep to myself they say I gotta attitude

I can't rock with you you'd get caught up the way you move

In the street like heavy watch ya mouth and what you do

Why you so busy talkin' till I walk up in the room

Yeah, shit ain't sweet don't sugarcoat it

Watch ya homie he got motives

You not lyin' well then show us

If you is we do you bogus

Mind at ease that's why I'm smokin'

Tried to show you you weren't goin'

You not with me cause you folded

Keep that energy away from me

I'll violate you first degree

Homie told me you act shady

If that's the case we make it shake

I just wanna eat the cake

I got the munchies I be baked

No I'm not sharing 'cause you fake

Be careful of the friends you make

I don't wanna be cliché, but only God can judge me

He seen all the love I showed an all the hate it caused me

Og gettin' old by now I bet that she lost it

If you tell me somethin' then you better keep your promise

I share all my wins, but I'm alone with all my losses

Had to cut 'em off it's what it is don't fuck with toxic

My man acting all brand new he told me I caused it

At the bank you get two options steady clickin' on deposit

Yeah, he tryna tell me he ain't got it

Boy you better cough it up fuck what you sayin'

I won't buy it, yeah

Watch how you talkin' hairline fucked up that shit

Lookin' all up-sided

You the type to talk that shit well my type gon' surprise 'em

I be pulling cards ya lame ass friends swear that you got it

How you flexing all these rentals you don't pay your rent

Yeah, you ain't got the bands you talkin' boy you really spent

I don't fuck with lames no way

Goofy bitch do what I say

I had a good day today

I stay makin' all the plays

I want blue bills in a safe

Starry ceiling in a race

Homie gotta beat the case

So we can laugh 'bout yesterday

Hey yeah, that's how it goes

Ten toes, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey

Pass out the bowls

Then we go and get some more

Benji's make ya do a money dance

I'm lit you wouldn't understand

Hit me bout that work well it depends how much you wanna spend

My mouth of diamonds glistenin'

Feel royal like the president

And if you gotta problem I'ma recommend some councilin'

Yeah, shit lowly I got on me

Don't make me turn up keep ya hands away from me

I stunt on my own no babe it ain't a thang

And if you not bout money then get out the way

Gotta go make a trade please don't press me okay

I just know how to get it, shit who could you blame

I don't care bout the fame only trips to the bank

Miss the shots you don't take

Good thing I got good aim