June 13th

Still pimpin in this bitch x2 Verse 1 Its hard knowing my intelligence Even though im becoming stupid rich Always getting brain im never fucking with a stupid bitch Im always the roll just like a drummer doing rudiments Its clear she took advantage of the time and money you have spent Obvious you losing it you had your spot Now she saying im her man and she mad your not Heard you going for my ex I understand your plot You’ll find shes hard to hit like a half court shot Nigga your future couldn’t even conquer my past And my worstest over your best is treasured within my trash Me and success gotta chemistry they ain't teach us in class Got the formula without using a beaker or flask Its all part of the math A nigga living dodges the quantity of the quality bitches im starting to have I never give em titles just like lebron or mcnabb No matter how much they worth Or the talents that show they have [Hook](Everything x2) Why Still pimping in this bitch Still rolling in this bitch Verse 2 Ok im coming for it all So your prolly get left for nothing Im out here making hits And these niggas ain't even bunting Tell em that rockie stuntin Thousand boxes of them sneakers And he cope em by the dozen they ain't getting any cheaper Niggas is getting booked and im challenging all my readers And you can't get on my page with out man Dallas or my beeper Knew shawty was a keeper believe but understand I got what it takes to make her leave She hit me with a text that read “One more time one more time” That’s the only thing she be saying when she hit my line I'm on my grind so easily she is out my mind Her father buss and laugh and somethings to fall in line Now she saying “One more time” But that can never happen Focused on forward motion I ain't with that back tracking When I was reenacting I see I like my self better now I gotta live it up even if it lets you down [Hook]