Lyrics

Yeah I pray you don't forget me I can't rush perfection so just call me when you ready She ain't sending screenshots girl she talking cause she petty Please don't hang the phone up you're the only one who get me Are you ready for the hard times ready for the change? Ready for the money and the power and the fame Are you ready for the fake love, fake smiles Fake people acting like they helping you for own personal gain Conversations with my shawty like I've been stressed I been working hella hard for this I need rest Always be careful who you telling all your secrets Cause all the wounds close range are the deepest Yeah I gotta hold it down I gotta do it for the set Shout out to my niggas treating women with respect I'm seeing all the people I looked up to in the flesh I know I'm next, and if I win I'm finna win until the end I see these niggas firing their shots tryna vex me I know they envy me But I don't fire shots at niggas who ain't a threat to me Working so hard all my enemies give respect to me Matching watch pieces and they each sold separately I don't write fast but I write right Yes I still connect to public wifi And even though I walk into the store I know the options are galore But it's still something that I might buy She said that I'm ready soon as you say I'm ready And I want you to focus but I'm scared that you'll forget me Yeah I pray you don't forget me I can't rush perfection so just call me when you're ready She ain't sending screenshots girl she talking cause she petty Please don't hang the phone up you're the only one who get me
Writer(s): Tadiwanashe Gonera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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