Here I Go Lyrics

Here I go here I go here I go again

Makin' enemies trynna make a friend

Never late for trends I'm in tune with them

Never know when I'm close to the end

Outside with a lil' dime piece

All black on the wip two seats

Too clean and my wrist ain't cheap

Maybe got friends but your money game weak

Tight circle ain't no other way

I been round the block couple times I ain't fake

Never a had a strike two cause I learn from mistakes

Man to a god thats a feelin' I can taste

Chillin' in my car no strap on the waste

Rollin' up pourin' up straight to the face

Takin' my time but I still win the race

Right foot down on the gas no brakes

All black on the outside of my wip

Can't let 'em go and find out 'bout my shit

No time for talkin' we gotta go yeah we finna dip

Now I'm losin' control can't live like this

Too late to quit don't hate the kid

I'm stackin' chips look at my fit

I'm goin' in we gettin' lit yeah yeah

Real talk I ain't fuckin' with the fake shit

Want to see you for you no face lift

I'ma stack my blues in the bank yeah

Workin' on my songs trynna make it

Never thought I would get big

Never thought I could make money off this

Now I'm on top I'm your number one pick

I ain't got one got seventeen hits

Real talk I ain't fuckin' with the fake shit

Want to see you for you no face lift

I'ma stack my blues in the bank yeah

Workin' on my songs trynna make it

Never thought I would get big

Never thought I could make money off this

Now I'm on top I'm your number one pick

I ain't got one got seventeen hits

You ain't got nothin'

I can tell you bluffin'

Say you got money but you fake can't touch this

Call his ass out yeah

I been on my fuck shit

Always up to somethin'

Faded at the function

Wait till I'm gone before you go and start talkin'

I don't want to listen I know you kind of toxic

Trynna get my fix in 'bouta go cop it

I would say no but I don't got a option

Here I go here I go here I go again

Makin' enemies trynna make a friend

Never late for trends I'm in tune with them

Never know when I'm close to the end

Outside with a lil' dime piece

All black on the wip two seats

Too clean and my wrist ain't cheap

Maybe got friends but your money game weak