Stop Askin

(album: As I Am - 2020)

(Young hydro beats)

Stop asking me who I be fucking
Stop asking me bout all this money
Stop asking me how I came up from the bottom and ran that shit up from nothing
Aye
Stop asking me how much I make
Don't worry bout me bitch, I'm straight
Stop asking me how I spent twenty on cloths and got it right back in the day
Stop asking me why you got blocked
Stop asking me how I got hot
Stop asking me when Imma drop
Stop asking me shit like the cops
Stop asking, I ain't in the mood
Stop asking, I ain't tryna be rude
Stop rapping, this shit ain't for you
Stop flagging, get put on the news

They don't know the hell thatcho know that I tell em
And asking me shit ain't gon' make it no better
Trusting these hoes, boy you gotta do better
I get so high I feel like a propella
If you one hundred, I give you whatever
Knew I was gifted, they knew I was special
Long live me bro, I got you forever
Speak on yo name, they get sent to the devil
Yhea, fuck how you feeling, don't care bout yo feelins'
These bitches be tripping, these niggas be bitching
This money, I get it, I came from the trenches
Just hold up, I'm bout to go up in a minute
Back in high school I was getting suspended
Now I run around in the foreign whip tinted
Everything they said I could do, I did it
Answer me shit, tryna get in my business
Ask me how it feel to stuff the racks inside the Gucci bag
These niggas broke, that's why they mad
My bitch bad so you know they gon' ask, "where the fuck did the bitch get all that ass?"
"Why he be switching his bitches so fast?"
"Why he got money and don't like to brag?"
Get in yo bag, yeah

Stop asking me who I be fucking
Stop asking me bout all this money
Stop asking me how I came up from the bottom and ran that shit up from nothing
Aye
Stop asking me how much I make
Don't worry bout me bitch, I'm straight
Stop asking me how I spent twenty on cloths and got it right back in the day
Stop asking me why you got blocked
Stop asking me how I got hot
Stop asking me when Imma drop
Stop asking me shit like the cops
Stop asking, I ain't in the mood
Stop asking, I ain't tryna be rude
Stop rapping, this shit ain't for you
Stop flagging, get put on the news

Yeah, stop asking me this, stop asking me that
Like "where you get this", "how you get that"?
My lips they stay zipped, I forever laugh
They told me I'm the goat, don't be telling me that
I seen you a creep, so I fell in the bag
Ain't get in my feelins', I stuck to my bag
Lately lane road to riches, my foot on the gas
Can't be playing with no nigga, get put in the past
I ain't playing, I ain't joking, can we just bang everything, reload it?
Everrythang off the brain, I ain't never ever wrote it
Won't be saying evvrythang, I be saying he quote it
Fuck how my nigga die?
(How?)
I don't even know
I been feeling alright
I been tryna keep strong
I ain't in no house forever in the [?]
"If I say lets ride", is you ready to roll?
Inna new, rhythm
Let's see if you, will spin them
Bitch stick go poof, on a nigga
Made boy go poof, never knew a magician
Nah
Finally got richer, painted a picture
I then got busy, you can't even belittle
If I can't shoot out both side I ain't taking no sprinter
Bitch appointing me to the plague, I can't wait for the medal

Stop asking me who I be fucking
Stop asking me bout all this money
Stop asking me how I came up from the bottom and ran that shit up from nothing
Aye
Stop asking me how much I make
Don't worry bout me bitch, I'm straight
Stop asking me how I spent twenty on cloths and got it right back in the day
Stop asking me why you got blocked
Stop asking me how I got hot
Stop asking me when Imma drop
Stop asking me shit like the cops
Stop asking, I ain't in the mood
Stop asking, I ain't tryna be rude
Stop rapping, this shit ain't for you
Stop flagging, get put on the news