a minute - destroy lonely lyrics
[intro]
n*gga, i need a minute
d*mn, i need a minute
i think i need a minute (yeah*yeah*yeah, uh, yeah*yeah)
f*ck, i think i need a minute
i think i need a minute (yeah*yeah*yeah, uh, yeah*yeah)
sh*t, i need a
i think i need a minute (yeah*yeah*yeah, uh, yeah*yeah)
f*ck, i need a
i know i need a minute
[chorus]
minute, yeah
b*tch, just listen (b*tch, just listen)
i’m the one, i ain’t ever been trippin’ (not trippin’)
yeah, they all fly, my b*tches be drippin’ (drippin’)
gang, just listen (listen)
we need to disappear, might go missin’ (go missin’)
and the fame hit different (uh)
came up, didn’t have sh*t, but i miss it (i miss it)
yeah, all these women (yeah, all these women)
d*mn, all my n*ggas (all my n*ggas)
i just pray that god be with ’em (god)
’cause that rockstar life, we live it (we do)
seen that badass b*tch, she different (yeah)
tell my n*gga that i gotta get her (i gotta)
hit the gas in the fast lane, n*gga (fast lane)
if you don’t, then the past might get ya (past might get ya)
[verse]
yeah, the cash real different (the cash real different)
ridin’ with my day one n*ggas (yeah, my day one n*ggas)
black truck with a mask, on a mission (on a mission)
where i’m at, man, the pack confidential
yeah, i guess i’m gettin’ paid ’cause i listen (yeah, paid ’cause i listen)
and i guess them n*ggas hatin’ ’cause they isn’t (yeah)
yeah, if she havin’ cake, then i’m with it (yeah, i’m with it)
if you talkin’ ’bout some pay, then i’m with it (yeah, i can)
all that lil’ boy sh*t is over, it ain’t no way i’m finna play with you n*ggas (can’t play with you n*ggas)
i told that b*tch to bend over and she like “yeah, okay, okay”, yeah, she with it (okay, she with it)
i spent some racks up in dover and walked out, ’cause i had to change my lil’ fit (had to change my lil’ fit)
i walked up in they store and didn’t spend no money, ’cause i knew that n*gga was a b*tch (that man a b*tch)
no, you can’t play with this sh*t (can’t play with this sh*t)
i’m just tryna change out this sh*t (tryna change out this sh*t)
f*ck up what i made in this b*tch (what i made in this b*tch)
f*ck up what i saved in this b*tch (what i saved in this b*tch)
f*ck her, yeah, i slayed that lil’ b*tch
i paid for that b*tch, now she think she lit (she think she lit)
double cup, we got drank in this b*tch (drank)
classy ho, she not takin’ a sip, d*mn (oh yeah)
i done switched up the swag (the swag)
got ’em thinkin’ i’m done with the rick, d*mn
i done hopped in my bag (hopped in my bag)
now they think that i’m done with the b*tch, yeah
i done caught another flight
man, i’m too far from done with this sh*t, d*mn
we ain’t stoppin’ at the light
we got too many guns in the whip (we got guns)
we got too many drugs in the whip (we got drugs)
i got too many drugs in my system (d*mn)
i got too many hoes that i hit (uh*oh)
i got too many hoes, i ain’t with ’em (uh*oh)
d*mn, i think i need a minute (uh*uh)
oh yeah, i know i need a minute (uh*uh)
[chorus]
minute, yeah
b*tch, just listen
i’m the one, i ain’t ever been trippin’ (oh yeah)
yeah, they all fly, my b*tches be drippin’
gang, just listen
we need to disappear, might go missin’ (uh*uh)
and the fame hit different (oh yeah)
came up, didn’t have sh*t, but i miss it (uh*uh)
yeah, all these women (yeah, all these women)
d*mn, all my n*ggas (uh*uh)
i just pray that god be with ’em (uh*uh)
’cause that rockstar life, we live it
seen that badass b*tch, she different
tell my n*gga that i gotta get her
hit the gas in the fast lane, n*gga
if you don’t, then the past might get ya (uh*uh)
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