​signs

[verse 1]
How can i not see the signs?
How i know that you not lying?
Yea, how can i not see the signs?
Yuh, how i know that you not lying?
How i know you not lying?
I got hoes, they tryn' fuck they dying
I'm a man, if you go i ain't crying
I'm a man, swear to the bag, ain’t lying
Go put yo mans on to the bag they frying
But better yet, get out my face with lying
Run the bands, yea you solve you still lit
It don't matter i'm still mobbin’ till death

[verse 2]
I told that bih tweak in, (come here!)
I told that nigga psych out, (psych out)
I said hollon, told her come here, he running and talk out the side of his mouth
Jiggin wit bro, we head to the lair
These niggas on dick, i hand em a pair
Yea, these niggas can't walk with me, even if they had the sandals on that Jesus put on his two feet
I had to vanish mom's was calling
I do 5 bands every week
I'm in school bitch i'm evolving
They pay that buck to hear me speak
Yuh, i ain playing 'round with Benji' Frank', bitch yea i'm looking for him
Aye, he talking down i get him spanked
My pops asked why i smell like dank, yea that's the studio
Yea, i spent the bands on the sidewalk
Won't wait for you, won't hold yo hand
Said fuck the coach bitch let me walk
In Brazil my niggas ill
Dog him out like Jada Will
Yea lose that ho shit, get you left
I swear i will, i swear i will !
You!... talk to em

[instrumental outro]