Fumble

I’m ’bout to show you a fumble
I’m ’bout to show you a fumble
Pockets lined up when I run ’em
Don’t want no bitches to run up

Feel like they don’t even deserve me
Border lined up when they hurt me
Order fine wine then desert me
Yea, yea

I’m ’bout to show you a fumble
None of them wanted to rumble
I never fold when I’m crumpled
Still they don’t give me a bundle

I deserve, fuckin’ everything yea
I deserve love and I deserve to sing yea

Maybe they hate all my shit
Maybe they didn’t, yea
Ain’t got a watch on my wrist
But I already glisten, yea
Ain’t got no time for a bitch
’Cause she already trippin’, yea
I’ll still help them when I’m rich
’Cause, that’s just how I’m livin’

Why do I have to grind?
Why do I have to struggle?
Live my life inside a bubble?
Why do I have to shine? Never mind, I’m fine
Last line finna get me in trouble
Tall cash? I’ll pass
Imma need that on the double
Dank stash, real gas
I be so high, go to get up and I stumble
Speak up speak fast
Everyone hearin’ you mumble
Told you I will never crumble
Everyone out of my way, I’m ’bout to show you a fumble

Yea stick hit your dome with a couple, yea
Silent but don’t got a muzzle, yea
Knock it, but don’t see the puzzle yet

I’m ’bout to show you a fumble
I’m ’bout to show you a fumble
Pockets lined up when I run ’em
Don’t want no bitches to run up

Feel like they don’t even deserve me
Border lined up when they hurt me
Order fine wine then desert me
Yea, yea

I’m ’bout to show you a fumble
None of them wanted to rumble
I never fold when I’m crumpled
Still they don’t give me a bundle

I deserve, fuckin’ everything yea
I deserve love and I deserve to sing yea