Boulevard

[Lyrics of "Boulevard"]

[Intro]
Yeah turn me up
Please turn my headphones up please, yeah
It's a late night, nothing good happens after 6 tho

[Refrain] x2
Late night, got me cruisin' down the boulevard
Gas on E, swipe a credit card
Money always lackin', I'm a super star
Fake it til' you make it nigga

[Verse 1]
Friends with interests, I got plenty hoes that wanna intercept
I [?] the city, watchin' every step
Catch you [?], [?] put me in a rest

Little bitch, move
You ain't [?]
Plus you ain't [?] on the internet
[?] try to cop a check
Daddy issuеs, [?] you ain't going [?]

Disrespectful
[?] the way you trеat yourself
Such a sad miss
Disconnect from getting dick all day
Blah, blah, blah, blah
Bougie attitude, you workin' at a 9 to 5
Bitch I swear to God, I'm always on her bad side
Talkin' shit don't be surprisin' [?] let it slide

[Refrain] x2
Late night, got me cruisin' down the boulevard
Gas on E, swipe a credit card
Money always lackin', I'm a super star
Fake it til' you make it nigga

[Verse 2]
[?]
Gas light [?]
West side cruisin' on East
Filthy with your pretty [?]
Silly niggas really don't want peace
It's funny how they really try to play me, it's all G
Plottin' on a nigga, that shit can't hold me
The sky's right from my hands, I'm tryna reach
And now what's up nigga, cause ain't nobody care about a fuck nigga
Yeah, she a pretty gold digger but I fuck with her
[?]

[Refrain] x2
Late night, got me cruisin' down the boulevard
Gas on E, swipe a credit card
Money always lackin', I'm a super star
Fake it til' you make it nigga