WITCHING HOUR
Lyrics
Funny how bitches be switchin up on me
Soon as they saw me
Saw me get to the bag, to the bread
All of a sudden they sorry
All these people jus want me
Cuz i got money, they all wanna call me
They all wanna hit my line
They all a waste of my time
They want my money
Wanna be friends for the follows
Wanna be friends for the likes
Wanna be friends for the competition
And they wanna be friends for the night
Next day they gon take and leave
Now they don't wanna see me on sight
I know that they want that static
Like late night TV, alright
The way that streams be climbing up high
There's no way I can go back down
People saying I'm a bitch
I'm the shit, and I got numbers so you back now
Got the streams coming in and
Y'all on my dick, I'm just tryna get bags now
All you going ghost like Casper
So many "boo's" i'm thinking this a bad crowd
Confidence
Honestly
All of this
All is a
Part of me
Put on the vibes
Going Off while i'm
On a beat
Beat up the studio
Who you know
On the beat
All like me
Stop the talking
I got
All of this talent
And everyone watching me
Got em with
Bars off the top
Redefining me
Yardy know how it go
I just want y'all to see
This is the witching hour
Now they on to me
Okay
I'm on my murder shit OJ
Now I remember the old days
People saying I ain't shit
Well ain't that something
I ain't playin no games
All of y'all honestly so lame
The way y'all really get attached
Like I am your soulmate, but you know there's no way
Carry em all in this game, I'm a basket
People to soft, like I'm finding a mattress
I'm only 15 doing big things
Imma see your career in a casket
I am too cold with this flow, need a jacket
Y'all like to underestimate my talent
I'm on my own, no label
Just money and goals
Well, now look who's laughing
I'm being honest man, they do not know how to spit
They just be wasting time
Ion got patience like surgeons
So I won't pick apart all of these fucking lies
But I be on all my shit
No toilet involved, but you're flushing your fucking lives
XXL just a recipe book
I think imma need a bigger size
I run to the bag, guess I'm out of breath
Hyperventilating, but this shit gon really take a sec
I don't really care about the drugs, or all the sex
Way that I spit it with rhythm, I'm really givin em stress
Yeah yeah yeah
Y'all ain't really got the bars
I got the keys to this shit
Imma drive the car
The people know my name, I don't need no card
My flow so proactive I shine like star
Watch how I spit this heat
I'm being honest just
Watch how i kill the beat
I'm at the top
And you gotta come get to me
Numbero uno and
You are not next to me
You already know
I had come wreck the beat
I'm causing havoc
I'm doing it recklessly
Making money and
Y'all sitting in jealousy
Making it rain
And now y'all wanna step to me
This is the best for me
I sold my soul to the devil
He came in a dream and
He took it right out of me
Ever since that dream
Man I ain't been feeling the same
Now they on to me
My family skeptical
They see a different me every day with no honesty
I always tell them I'm fine
I'm doing alright, but the devil's inside of me
Okay
I'm on my murder shit OJ
Now I remember the old days
People saying I ain't shit
Well ain't that something
I ain't playin no games
All of y'all honestly so lame
The way y'all really get attached
Like I am your soulmate, but you know there's no way
Carry em all in this game, I'm a basket
People to soft, like I'm finding a mattress
I'm only 15 doing big things
Imma see your career in a casket
I am too cold with this flow, need a jacket
Y'all like to underestimate my talent
I'm on my own, no label
Just money and goals
Well, now look who's laughing
Writer(s): Aidan Vaughn
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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