cant see me - joe goldberg lyrics
yeah, (jordy), yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 1: joe]
everyone’s talking distraction
wearing designer clothes, yeah high fashion
swerving the lane, no crashing
getting all the money, i’m stacking
always on my grind, no lacking
my life’s a movie, no acting
your girl play my songs, i’m smashing
take a trip every day, yeah i’m packing
it’s the weekend, i’m relaxing
yeah i’m spazzing
blasting, balling out, yeah, no discussion
foreign hoes, they russian
don’t hang with me if you fussing
seen a cute chick, i’m crushing
me and freshie getting money, it’s nothing
joe and freshie on the track, that’s dirty
vision getting blurry, i’m in a hurry to chase this guap
look at the shoes i cop, shop
getting the cake, ihop
like a bunny, think that you funny
you is a dummy, i’m getting money
five star meals to fill up my tummy, yummy
ice so cold my nose runny
no you are not my buddy
me and my friends whip in the benz
starting trends, the money i spend
buying up prada, don’t want no drama
vacation bahamas, counting these commas
white chick, she look like madonna
hot like a sauna
do as i please, this sh-t is a breeze
this sh-t is too easy, got a girl, yeah she freaky
rocking the hoodie and the beanie
p-ss it to freshie, i’m getting too sleepy
i’m getting too sleepy
[verse 2: freshie]
look at that b-tch she so needy
f-ck that b-tch once, she said that she need me
all of my n-ggas, we eat, we greedy
all on my d-ck, she all on my pee-pee
dirty but fresh you can’t see me
pop up on n-ggas like 3d
i know that you wanna just be me
ain’t giving no freebies
i got a lil’ b-tch her name kiki
i got a lil’ b-tch her name cece
i’m f-cking that b-tch when i’m leaving
i hop in that coup then i’m speeding (yeah)
diamonds on me and they freezing
i make that sh-t look too easy
freshie he all on your tv
best believe me, no sleeping
smoking that gas i’m not breathing
stack up that cash every season
i keep that chop for no reason
i see that water i jump in the deep end
i get that money and you should know
shout out my n-gga, my brother joe
freshie too trap and that’s on a low
24/7 like corner store
hop in that coup then i’m on the go
shawty got -ss and she on the floor
i get that cat and i let it show (yeah)
i get that cat and i let it grow
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