September's Very Own - Chuuwee

Can’t have everything, I want everything yeah

Alright, take 56 nigga

Yeah, yeah, if you say so

I keep taking Drake flows but I’m paid though

Do a shot by the caseload, nigga case closed

'Cause I been balling like a hot boy, I got a bankroll

Road runner out of state shows

Gotta travel with my, fuck a draco

And my Glock only 17, if he can’t go

Down, staying at the crib, counting till the bank close uhh (GG)

We both human but we ain’t the same though

You and all your boyfriends fucked the same hoes

My ambitions as the GOAT, we don’t have the same goals

I’m gon pull off in a Challenger with candy paint toes

Watch your back, shoot, you know anything goes

And they took your .44s, hid 'em in his

The same shit this day that every day is old

So you better get your money up in every you know

Same me like

That’s 200 dollars G-star, got weed stains on

That’s 300 for my heart bong, my weed-break bong

I be smoking on out the door, I get my weed break on

Road runner out of state shows

Gotta travel with my, fuck a draco

And my Glock only 17, if he can’t go, down

Staying at the crib, counting till the bank close uhh (GG)

If you say so

Caught them other niggas go but they ain’t go

Call me what you want just not after eight though

Hooping after bankroll, what the safe hold

I’m too boujee for my pleasurement, can’t fuck a fake hoe

I’m too snooty for her estrogen, I love her frame though

I want all money, back on all grind

I see pistol grip, pumps, in the back, are you alright

Dunno why I’m in the back, are y’all lying?

I’m gon have to leave some, I don’t think you wanna try

I don’t think you wanna die, if you choose to

Pretty sure your mama ain’t gon wanna lose you

I’m most positive that they’ll talk about it on the youtube

I was handling my business, I suggest you do you

Yeah, got a short fuse, I’ve been walking on a long-ass with some loose screws

Same me like

That’s 200 dollars G-star, got weed stains on

That’s 300 for my heart bong, my weed-break bong

I be smoking on out the door, I get my weed break on

Road runner out of state shows

Gotta travel with my, fuck a draco

And my Glock only 17, if he can’t go, down

Staying at the crib, counting till the bank close uhh (GG)

One day my friends gon stop looking for guidance in people that spite us

One day them subtweets gon build you up courage to come out a fight us

One day my friends gon stop looking for friendship in people who spite us

One day the world gon stop faking they for real become