Tune & Trina

I was questioning myself like
I should never do now I got it, hm
Ayy, ayy

Ayy, I used to drop songs and
Hope Ill Roots post it
Know that ho sick, I'm over it
A million dollars closer
I can't give a hug because the
World up on my shoulder
She sneakier than Snowden and
Jealous of the codeine
I can't even lie I got that
Shit up in my soda
I'm higher than I'm 'posed to
Rappin' on the six that
CTA shit turnin' global
I count it like I'm 'posed to
Nodding off in public I
Embarrassed her in Nobu never got enough
Really kinda smooth guy and
I'm from the rough
It could be a smooth ride, still saddle up
Street racin' technology and nothing
In the trunk, never got enough
Don't play that shit with me
It could be the truth you still
Don't say that shit with me
Ain't no humans outer space
I'ma make her a believer
Hardy boy and Lita, lil' Tunechi and Trina
Never got enough, never got enough, hm hm
Never got enough