Little Bit
Imaginary Friends
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(Uh)
Bitch you got me fucked up
Stop trying to hide your pain with all that makeup
Stop talking all that shit when we break up (huh)
I hate dealing with you younger bitches
Talking bout you spiritual,
but could never grasp what was coming from my spirit though
I just tried to grow, take it slow, minus snow winter hoes,
but it always seem to come down to the dough (Oh)
Dollar signs got you going crazy (huh)
But for your passion, you be stupid lazy (huh)
Got a nigga feeling like Jay-Z,
but that lemonade you sipping ain't all that sweet (huh)
You be bitter on your twitter
Screaming you a gem I wasn't in it for the glitter
Talking bout I'm cheating but you've never seen me with her
Never had to ask twice when you told me cut the chitter
Bitch niggas snitching on me feeding you that false shit
and you just believing it (okay)
You should hop on this dick cause yall both like to snitch
and yall both on that fake shit (woah)
(Chorus Chuuwee)
I just need a little bit of time to clear my mind to clear my path
I just need a little bit of lime tequila might splash
It's heem in my glass, she feen for my cash now
How we even end up beefing like that (word)
I just need a little bit of time to clear my mind to clear my path
(Yeah)
Now bitch you done got me fucked up
Acting all crazy while I'm trying to roll up this crutch
Asking questions bout the lady who be selling me mud
Talking bout you leaving and you going packing yo stuff
Well get yo ass in yo truck and go sayonara
I wouldn't wanna be you or hear from you tomorrow on some
Can I have a dollar for gas for my departure
You cant even drive a nigga alone she need a squatter
I'm just thankful that I have my own crib
Because the neighbors would've had to hear me call you a bitch
Grab some ganja calm down let me spark up this spliff
Tryna call me out, take yo shit and walk out bitch
Fuck is you talking bout
I had a lotta hoes last year, I'm all they talk about
So I could have a new bitch fast, I'm talking autobond
Someone who gone take me shopping at some automalls
And buy out all the outlet stores, cop all the polo drawers
Its many sides to this game it's like a polygon
And now you swimming up shits creek, you fucking polywog
Sad story you singing turn off the audio
This monologue is way overdone and I need some Tylenol
(Chorus Chuuwee)
I just need a little bit of time to clear my mind to clear my path
I just need a little bit of lime tequila might splash
It's heem in my glass, she feen for my cash now
How we even end up beefing like that (word)
I just need a little bit of time to clear my mind to clear my path