Finesse

Okay my city say they love me but lowkey they really hating

How you talkin shit behind my back I think they wanna be me

You ain’t puttin in no fuckin work lil bitches act discretely

Always tryna get a handout bitch you goofy out here meechin

If you ain’t finnessin the game just know you gonna get finessed

No I’m not talkin about robbin his ass for a petty check

This shit is so damn easy 'cause I’m smart it ain’t a threat

Real talk I get it how I live it bitch you better come correct

I’m speakin facts no printer

Knock on wood ain’t get a splinter

N my heart is icey cold just like Chicago in December

I’m with homies ridin deep

Talkin slick put you to sleep

And I never break a sweat because you bet I got that heat

I got that cake because I’m sweet

Don’t even ask me for a piece

You ain’t struggle with me

How the fuck you think you get to eat

I come from trappin in the street

You come from 40 hour weeks

Man I don’t fuck with 9-5s

I bet your mind is really weak

Fuckin with me

We breakin a bag

Ain’t much else to say

I don’t gotta brag

Telephonin my main

N we both get a laugh

Then sit back n relax thinkin damn that was fast

Bitch double take before you sneak

Can’t get a favor if you random

Swear to God she think it’s sweet

Kicked out the whip & now you stranded

If you ain’t finnessin the game just know you gonna get finessed

No I’m not talkin about robbin his ass for a petty check

This shit is so damn easy 'cause I’m smart it ain’t a threat

Real talk I get it how I live it bitch you better come correct

Got all this pressure on me

But you bet I’m bout to make it

I ain’t backin down from nothin

Bitches out here tryna fake it

Bitches out here tryna take it

Then pretend like they ain’t hatin

Hate to break it to you baby

I’m here for good don’t be mistaken

Cash out every fuckin day

How you still waitin to get paid

You still sittin on your ass

There’s all this money to be made

But I forgot that you a lame

Boring af and it’s a shame

These bitches never get the picture

Only cropped out of the frame

You think that it’s a fuckin game

Lemme remind you I don’t play

If I say it I'ma do it

Already know you can’t relate

Bitch I put a1 on my steak

You pop shit in the microwave

Ain’t shit ass bitches always got somethin to say

If you ain’t finnessin the game just know you gonna get finessed

No I’m not talkin about robbin his ass for a petty check

This shit is so damn easy 'cause I’m smart it ain’t a threat

Real talk I get it how I live it bitch you better come correct