Far Away Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Baby, you live far away, yeah baby, you live far away
Baby, you live far away, yeah baby, you live far away
Hoping that it goes away
Im miles away I aint at home
I'm stacking up my bread
She wanna come over to my home
Come on, be my guest She acting up, I'll send her home
Then I'm on to the next
I can't spend my time with you, you don't even wanna love me
I spend my time on the booth and I'm knowing the truth
I can tell if you really ain't for me
She wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Cause I got all this money, up inside my pants
All them niggas was hating on me
Now they ain't doing nothing, I'm trying to advance
Money machine, I'm the man with the plan
ATM nigga, Im spitting out bands
She steady trippin she go on a rant
She up in the club, turn up with a friend
Letting me down, I can't do it again
Can't fuck with that girl, I know she ain't stable
Them girls are really you in a wind
You breaking my heart, think I need to halo
I know
You ain't trying to be no better, you just like your cousin
Why you even trying to battle, don't want no discussion
Hang it up, I don't wanna talk, I ain't with all that fussing
Baby, you live far away
Baby, you live far away
Baby, you live far away
Baby, you live far away
Hoping that it goes away
I'm miles away, I ain't at home
I'm staying down my bread
She wanna come up to my home
Come on, be my guest
She acting up, I sent her home
Then I'm on to the next
I can't spend my time with you, you don't even wanna love me
I spend my time on the booth and I'm knowing the truth
I can tell if you really ain't for me
She wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Cause I got all this money, up inside my pants
All them niggas was hating on me
Now they ain't doing nothing, I'm trying to advance
Money machine, I'm the man with the plan
ATM nigga, I don't spend no bands
She take the trip and she go on a rant
She up in the club, turn up with a friend
Letting me down, I can't do it again
Can't fuck with that girl, I know she ain't stable
Them girls are really you in a way
You breaking my heart, think I need a halo
I know
You ain't trying to be no better, you just like your cousin
Why you even trying to battle, don't want no discussion
Hang it up, I don't wanna talk, I ain't with all that fussing