RoadRunner Gdo - Coincidental

I ain't got that type of history
I don't play the victim
Last 4 days looking like a symphony
With these instrumentals
Me and my bitch stepped out on each other
With the same ho
How coincidental
They fucking with my mental
Both of these bitches blowing my mind
At the same time
Ain't in no rush to enter my prime
With this same mindset
And I don't compare to none of these guys
They so quick to fall in line
That's a hater in disguise
He gon' fake it 'til you shine

Gotta keep these racks in my circle
A lil mud it won't hurt you
Every stain on my record
Was just a part to the puzzle
I did my dirt with a muzzle
I ain't see shit or nothing
Started instantly bussing
She saw a key and a button
And I'm talking 'bout money and time
'Cause I don't ever see either one go by
This my life I don't tell no lies
Gotta make it happen
I don't tell no time
And my shorties committed to sliding
Don't need a reason I don't know why
You can feel that breeze when I blow by
I'ma rip the streets I ain't paying no fine

I ain't got that type of history
I don't play the victim
Last 4 days looking like a symphony
With these instrumentals
Me and my bitch stepped out on each other
With the same ho
How coincidental
They fucking with my mental
Both of these bitches blowing my mind
At the same time
Ain't in no rush to enter my prime
With this same mindset
And I don't compare to none of these guys
They so quick to fall in line
That's a hater in disguise
He gon' fake it 'til you shine

I been going so hard
Got a block on my mind
A heart on my sleeve
Some water in my eyes
Claim they see that hate been getting to me
And I beg to differ
These accessories ain't shit to me
They just beneficial
These niggas be boiling with spite
You don't know what I did for these stripes
I'm putting in all of my might
Can't waste a second of time
She's second to money
But this bitch ain't no less of a dime
My vest was a nine
I saw money went better with time but

I ain't got that type of history
I don't play the victim
Last 4 days looking like a symphony
With these instrumentals
Me and my bitch stepped out on each other
With the same ho
How coincidental
They fucking with my mental
Both of these bitches blowing my mind
At the same time
Ain't in no rush to enter my prime
With this same mindset
And I don't compare to none of these guys
They so quick to fall in line
That's a hater in disguise
He gon' fake it 'til you shine

Written by:
Lilton Crider

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