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Diary

 

Diary

(album: Baby - 2019)


(Meech)

Can't see eye to eye, you throw shade and tell lies
I just stay out the way cause I don't let shit slide
Seen so many change on me, shit, I wasn't even surprised
I'm gon' get what I want then go home and thank God
I be feeling everything, I'm so big, I'm [?]
Got these bitches trailing me, got three cars full of [?]
I'm so high off exotic, shit, it feel like I can fly
No cap, you play with me, I'ma make sure you die
Niggas stuck in they position, they don't understand why
I took notes on whole shit, niggas did when I was dry
I got mo' money than your whole group, sneak diss me now
Put a deposit on that nigga, take a trip to NY
Still, I pull up with this choppa but I got too much on the line
Shit, [?], you don't think that shit a sign?
Heard you [?], you gotta kill me before I buy
Niggas ain't worth ten, boy, go and get a job
If I really like a bitch, I'ma make her quit her job
Gave bias to the wrong one, fucked up my mind
Got like thirty different bitches, all loving wit' my time
I ain't never chase hoes, I got millions on my mind
On the phone with these labels, really millions on the line
Shit, the 0 to 60s, four sections off the line
I just blew a hundred racks, it ain't really take a while
Yeah, I got that kinda money, make my momma quit her job
You the type to buy a [?] before you retire your mom
VVS's on my bitch, make your broke hoe blind
Done had to run me up an M while you niggas get high
Sister watch me in my sleep or is it the nigga that I fried?
I feel like I heal people but I need healing now
I get high in my body and come back energized
I never had a handout, don't compare your route to mine
Showed me the real you, now I don't want you around

We can't see eye to eye, you throw shade and tell lies
I just stay out the way cause I don't let shit slide
Seen so many change on me, shit, I wasn't even surprised
I'm gon' get what I want then go home and thank God
I be feeling everything, I'm so big, I'm [?]
Got these bitches trailing me, got three cars full of [?]
I'm so high off exotic, shit, it feel like I can fly
No cap, you play with me, I'ma make sure you die

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