illiterate luv Lyrics

Uh uh

Uh uh uh uh

Uh uh

Uh uh

Took me a lil time to make it

I had to face it

Started it all from the basics

Told me I wasn't gon' make it

Now they all hating

They all mad they could not face it

I'm with the gang in the making

Riding like Haitians

'Cause we pop shit like it bacon

Get to the money no faking

'Cause they be faking they had switched up when I made it

Don't say you love me if you don't love me for real

Don't say you did what I did in the field

Get to the money I stack till it spill

Yea we been hurting but not popping pills

Said that she miss me don't know if its real

Cut people off cause they wasn't for real

The niggas I'm with yea we making a mill

I'm running it up to the top of the hill (yea)

He tryna play like he like that

Keep me a Glock I just shoot I don't fight back

Don't beef with me cause you wont get your life back

Beat up your bitch in the bed yea she like that

Fuck on your hoe and she suck it I like that

Get to the guap spend a bag get it right back

They see what i'm doing they losing they mind

They say they don't like me I know they ain't lying

I'm running it up to the top of the line

I been talking to her but I cant get attached

All these hoes they will play in your mafucking back

Better play that shit safe and go keep you a strap

See what you doing but you tryna fake it

Tryna game my heart but you cannot play it

Try to go play with my life imma take it

I'm tryna get to the money and shake it

(shake it uh uh)

Did what I did

Fuck my old bitch I don't like what she did

Cant trust a hoe after shit that she did

But it don't matter though

I can go find me a better hoe

Rock that shit out had to let it go

Not like Elsa imma let it go

They gon' all play you bro

They gon' use you for the better bro

Niggas gon' play like you dumb

Don't ask me for nun when niggas see me on the run

They see I been running it up

I'm thumbing it up

I'm tryna go get to the blues

Money so big it can pop like balloons

Counting this money my hand gotta bruise

Doing this shit that these niggas cant do

I'm Babykai I never can loose (yea)

Took me a lil time to make it

I had to face it

Started it all from the basics

Told me I wasn't gon' make it

Now they all hating

They all mad they could not face it

I'm with the gang in the making

Riding like Haitians

'Cause we pop shit like it bacon

Get to the money no faking

'Cause they be faking they had switched up when I made it

Don't say you love me if you don't love me for real

Don't say you did what I did in the field

Get to the money I stack till it spill

Yea we been hurting but not popping pills

Said that she miss me don't know if its real

Cut people off cause they wasn't for real

The niggas I'm with yea we making a mill

I'm running it up to the top of the hill (yea)