Material Things

Okay I'm tryna get back
I'm tryna go forward and never look back
I'm tryna let go and get over that
I'm tryna build a team, keep it clean in that
I'm just tryna get rich
Tryna move my songs like the way they move bricks
Keep 'em in rotation like the way she do hips
I need a lil more shit in the crib
I need a lil more pep in my step
I need a lil more depth in my steez
Watch the way you going, way you talking to me
Sensitive thugs y'all all need hugs
I'm tired of lying and tryna act tough like
And I don't rap 'cause it's cool
I rap 'cause I do
I stay in the stu
I'm trapped in my home
Ain't checking my phone
I'm rapping 'bout the wrong shit won't help me get over
It never will stop, you're never right thought
I hit it both sides, I hit it right though
I got a east side, that's my right folk
I gotta take five with shorty who might throat
I got a oh my, I got a gee fuck
I got a got damn and she tryna eat lunch
I got a old one, I got a new one
I got a side one that's ready to throw some
It's like I don't know, I could fit more in this shit
It's slight work, I'm working even more in this bitch
It might hurt, I'm letting go of all the attention
Old shit, shit that have me bent
I want the Porsche with the tints
The lil fresh yard with the fences
You keep telling me you miss me
Send me lil letter with some kisses
I gotta work the pick
Girl you know how this world work know sometimes I gotta be a dick
I gotta move responsibly and shit
I gotta take it all the way with this
Get up out this Altima and shit
Do you really want the cheese
Material things that they say we don't need
I do, I do, like fuck it I do, I
I, I say fuck it I'll do it, I
Do you want really the cheese
Material things that they say we don't need
I do, I do, say fuck 'em I do, I
I, I say fuck it I'll do it, I
Do you really want the cheese
Material things that they say we don't need
I do, I do, say fuck it I do, I
I, I say fuck 'em I'll do it, I