Kemba Walker
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Hook
My homegirl feeling some type of way, Iโm just tryna make a little money, I didnโt think we get in a fight today, but everyday canโt be sunny when it rains it pours, fame ainโt yours, game on lock, but keys open doors we hustle, never had to use my muscle, at all
Verse One
Guarantee Iโm up later than you, got my loafers on playing the blues, niggas praying I lose, canโt do it I turn it to good music therapeutic retire on top like Ray Lewis, long stroke potent hopeless to shortcomings, we was tryna wrestle the rock, 300 a pop, eating lunchables tryna feel comfortable, top secret how a nigga moved, now ms Keisha and myself on I-80 doing 80 I came off the 380 dodged a couple small babies, bump the Weezy F Baby, and Tailored it to my shit, the brooknam Viet Kong UCONN boss shit, I can see you think I lost it, I heard this chuck Kennedy beat and lost it, put my ear to the streets heard you was looking for me to come back and take a seat at the table of elites and please, read the fine print, I wanna take the time to define a fine bitch, if she can take the time to ride the dick and polish it the problem is I forgot what the fuck a condom is common sense sunny, shit can get ugly, like the rent money first get away from me, back to the grind, getting back to the rhymes, if her talents exists, you should see me shine, she ainโt like that line and so
Hook
My homegirl feeling some type of way, Iโm just tryna make a little money, I didnโt think we get in a fight today, but everyday canโt be sunny when it rains it pours, fame ainโt yours, game on lock, but keys open doors we hustle, never had to use my muscle, at all
Verse Two
My sleep pattern is the witching hours, spitting knowledge in the Eddie Bauer, smoking cauliflower after hours, into the after hours, kinda hard for me to track the hours I am stoned please leave me alone we chillin, mind racing steady tryna plot a million, stop hating it only increases the feelings, court cases the past was sorta fulfilling, now this little light of mine was sorta dim at first, put the pen to work taking you back to church, how the mind work is never simple, if you canโt get these words just feel the instrumental, was in hotel rooms caustious of incidentals, looking back at the hustle feeling sentimental, I need you in my life, like a asian and white, thatโs two for the price, of one hell of a night, starting reading me rights, like this canโt hurt you in the court of law sunny, if thatโs the case lock me up and toss the key hunny, in the breeze hunny, and you should forfeit 90 degrees hunny, Iโm exhausted how can I rest? Iโm doing my best, you wanna be more, but I want it for less, the hustlers approach I canโt teach this any better, appreciate cloth before leather, but she donโt know better see
My homegirl feeling some type of way, Iโm just tryna make a little money, I didnโt think we get in a fight today, but everyday canโt be sunny when it rains it pours, fame ainโt yours, game on lock, but keys open doors we hustle, never had to use my muscle, at all