PlugTypeBeat (Stoicism) Lyrics

Ooo

yeah yeah

dream

plug talk

yeah yeah

Runnin' through that money for the hell of it

She gone call phone tryna fuck me for the hell of it

I don't wanna fuck shawty, you know I just want the spit

I just hear the beat, I start talkin', it's nostalgic

Wake up, mourning stackin', money countin' bread

I can't fuck with pussy niggas, gotta get em out my head

Sometimes when I wake up, I just go right back to bed

Sometimes I'm fantasizin', is that what you really said

I can't really explain, but you always on my brain

They want me go away like a young nigga, rain

I've been on my villain arc, make the whole world know my pain

Pushing weight on the streets one day, they all gon' know my name

It's kinda funny how I got here in hindsight

If I pull her right now, she gon' ride me like a bike

Oh, I can't hang with the fakes, they is not what I like

I should try to get some sleep, cause I been up all night

I can't get no sleep, cause I'm tryna get us right

I been starin' at this wall for the past three nights

I don't got it in me, so I ain't gon' sit here and fight

if you say you hate me, I'll just say, alright