FwJune - Distance Lyrics

I be Trynna chase the bag im on the road to riches
I be all up in my bag aint worried bout no bitches
She gon say she love you and then tell you that she really miss it
I don't really care about no bitch i gotta keep my distance
I told my pops that we gon make it i dont lie i keep my word
Anything they ever told you they cappin its for the birds
Smokin gas im hella faded my vision keep gettin blurred
Off wokesha trynna get it he lackin like whats da word
I used to struggle for real
Im in the kitchen im whippin a meal
Know im the ticket i gotta go get it
Im bustin my ass trynna sign me a deal
Snakes in the grass so im ready to peel
Peepin my life i don't think that its real
I was a buck i was up in the field
All this designer i keep me a steal
Gotta grind for the life that im livin stay on my pivot and put in that work
They said they wont switch sides on me im comin from the dirt
Im countin the bands the bands the bands they trappin off dat work
Changed my demeaner when my brodie had told me to skrt
Move like a boss no licks
Say you my homie then dont switch up
Double up on them bands and do it again
Movin solid i been chasin the bucks
Uppin the choppa im ready to bust
Stand on my money im runnin it up
Trynna find a way to get out the trenches
Bad habits im still fuckin it up
I be Trynna chase the bag im on the road to riches
I be all up in my bag aint worried bout no bitches
She gon say she love you and then tell you that she really miss it
I don't really care about no bitch i gotta keep my distance
I told my pops that we gon make it i dont lie i keep my word
Anything they ever told you they cappin its for the birds
Smokin gas im hella faded my vision keep gettin blurred
Off wokesha trynna get it he lackin like whats da word
I used to struggle for real
Im in the kitchen im whippin a meal
Know im the ticket i gotta go get it
Im Busting my ass trynna sign me a deal
Snakes in the grass so im ready to
Peel
Peepin my life i don't think that its real
I was a buck i was up in the field
All this designer i keep my a steal
I be Trynna chase the bag im on the road to riches
I be all up in my bag aint worried bout no bitches
She gon say she love you and then tell you that she really miss it
I don't really care about no bitch i gotta keep my distance
I be Trynna chase the bag im on the road to riches
I be all up in my bag aint worried bout no bitches
She gon say she love you and then tell you that she really miss it
I don't really care about no bitch i gotta keep my distance
I told my bros to rock for me prove you loyal thats just the bottom line
If somebody up on my bros you know im down to ride
I aint givin hints i'll tell you straight up girl you know u mine
Flyin thru these states keep my distance got a lot on my mind

I be Trynna chase the bag im on the road to riches
I be all up in my bag aint worried bout no bitches
She gon say she love you and then tell you that she really miss it
I don't really care about no bitch i gotta keep my distance
I told my pops that we gon make it i dont lie i keep my word
Anything they ever told you they cappin its for the birds
Smokin gas im hella faded my vision keep gettin blurred
Off wokesha trynna get it he lackin like whats da word
I used to struggle for real
Im in the kitchen im whippin a meal
Know im the ticket i gotta go get it
Im bustin my ass trynna sign me a deal
Snakes in the grass so im ready to peel
Peepin my life i don't think that its real
I was a buck i was up in the field
All this designer i keep me a steal
Gotta grind for the life that im livin stay on my pivot and put in that work
They said they wont switch sides on me im comin from the dirt
Im countin the bands the bands the bands they trappin off dat work
Changed my demeaner when my brodie had told me to skrt
Move like a boss no licks
Say you my homie then dont switch up
Double up on them bands and do it again
Movin solid i been chasin the bucks
Uppin the choppa im ready to bust
Stand on my money im runnin it up
Trynna find a way to get out the trenches
Bad habits im still fuckin it up
I be Trynna chase the bag im on the road to riches
I be all up in my bag aint worried bout no bitches
She gon say she love you and then tell you that she really miss it
I don't really care about no bitch i gotta keep my distance
I told my pops that we gon make it i dont lie i keep my word
Anything they ever told you they cappin its for the birds
Smokin gas im hella faded my vision keep gettin blurred
Off wokesha trynna get it he lackin like whats da word
I used to struggle for real
Im in the kitchen im whippin a meal
Know im the ticket i gotta go get it
Im Busting my ass trynna sign me a deal
Snakes in the grass so im ready to
Peel
Peepin my life i don't think that its real
I was a buck i was up in the field
All this designer i keep my a steal
I be Trynna chase the bag im on the road to riches
I be all up in my bag aint worried bout no bitches
She gon say she love you and then tell you that she really miss it
I don't really care about no bitch i gotta keep my distance
I be Trynna chase the bag im on the road to riches
I be all up in my bag aint worried bout no bitches
She gon say she love you and then tell you that she really miss it
I don't really care about no bitch i gotta keep my distance
I told my bros to rock for me prove you loyal thats just the bottom line
If somebody up on my bros you know im down to ride
I aint givin hints i'll tell you straight up girl you know u mine
Flyin thru these states keep my distance got a lot on my mind