Complacent Lyrics

I know these niggas be faking

They be complacent

I trapped out a house that was vacant

I know these niggas be hating, 'cause they not adjacent

I see the truth on they faces

Driving these bows back from Macon, I pray that I make it

But its a chance that I'm taking

I really got rich off the road, working this phone

I owe it all to the pavement

I love my bitch, but she know I can't chase her

I'm straight to the paper, I know she complaining

Fuck on that hoe, but you know I can't save her

I don't wear no cape, but I'm pulling a caper

Eyeball a bo, fuck a clock, I'm a laser

I ball like a Laker, run game like I'm Sega

Finger-roll finish, yo bitch I'ma layup

Like Dirk with the fader, I ain't even pay her

Had a long day, so bitch give me some head

Or give me a break, cause I don't want a headache

Play with that pussy, I'm gon make her legs shake

Fuck her so good, now she planning a wedding

Fuck that hoe feelings, I'm feelin' that way

Mind on a million, can't focus on nothing else

Vacuum-Sealing trying to catch every play

But I gotta chill, I won't sleep 'till I'm running out

I know these niggas be faking

They be complacent

I trapped out a house that was vacant

I know these niggas be hating, 'cause they not adjacent

I see the truth on they faces

Driving these bows back from Macon, I pray that I make it

But its a chance that I'm taking

I really got rich off the road, working this phone

I owe it all to the pavement

And you niggas talk down, but ya bitch look up to me

She told me that pussy mine, I said don't lie to me

I'm fucking her raw, got me breaking the rules

She suck it so sloppy, I put her in RHUDE

That hoe so impatient, she throat me in traffic

Don't need her around me, I'm straight bitch I'm trappin'

This dick feel like WOO, so she calling me magic

Ain't fucking this month, sorry baby I'm fasting

I feel like I'm running outta time, I gotta make moves

Shawty said that I be on the games, I know, I can't lose

I could give a fuck about a bitch, because she gonna choose

I know that I got it, I don't flex, I got nothing to prove

I will never ever love a bitch, because I ain't a fool

I don't really care bout being rich, my fam set I'm cool

I feel like I'm Ace, my brother Mitch, you know we Paid in Full

If a nigga play with us, you know he end up on the news

I know these niggas be faking

They be complacent

I trapped out a house that was vacant

I know these niggas be hating, 'cause they not adjacent

I see the truth on they faces

Driving these bows back from Macon, I pray that I make it

But its a chance that I'm taking

I really got rich off the road, working this phone

I owe it all to the pavement (all to the pavement)