Songtexte Exposed - Bri-C

We been
Staying a hunnit I keep it stack
Back in the day when they said it was wack
Most of my city ain't loving me back
And it's cool I ain't worried I'm right to the bag
Hitting my phone but I think of the past
Sending me snaps I ain't sending 'em back
Niggas been tripping they checking the facts
Never been tweaking I'm staying relaxed
Guess that's just the way it goes
I just need to be alone
Now we up they wanna go
But they finna get exposed
They all jealous and it shows
But still pull up to the shows
They all talking like they know
But be steady on the low

There ain't no wasting no time for me
I got some hitters who ride for me
I know some people who'd die for me
I got a shorty she down for me
Been reading niggas they lie to me
They faking and capping on side of me
Keeping it distant no sign of me
I need a Porsche
The finer things
All bout the talking ain't seeing no action
The most they be doing is writing a caption
I lay in my bed and I'm scrolling right past em
They treated me different so I had to gash em
Niggas be phony they keeping me laughing
They clowns in this bitch like a circus or pageant
She throwing it back so you mad I'm attacking
But she chose a nigga who really be stacking
Always been about my bands
They were laughing at my plans
Now I run up my advance
I can't fit it in my hands
Fell in love with all my fans
Keep me stronger when I can't
Always knew I'd get the chance
Shooting star I'm finna land

We been
Staying a hunnit I keep it stack
Back in the day when they said it was wack
Most of my city ain't loving me back
And it's cool I ain't worried I'm right to the bag
Hitting my phone but I think of the past
Sending me snaps I ain't sending em back
Niggas been tripping they checking the facts
Never been tweaking i'm staying relaxed
Guess that's just the way it goes
I just need to be alone
Now we up they wanna go
But they finna get exposed
They all jealous and it shows
But still pull up to the shows
They all talking like they know
But be steady on the low

So I ball hard never days off
Finna drop fire like it's napalm
Imma do me fuck what they want
Running up the numbers been a cakewalk
I've seen better days I can't get a break
But I can't be stressing on shit that be simple it's never the way
These niggas be petty I hadda' out do em I'm
Playing it safe so it's fuck what you think
I been too focused on getting my figures
I'm laughing my way all the way to the bank
They always be fake
Trynna throw dirt on my name when you dapping me up every day
So bitch know your rank
You way outta place
They staying below me we never the same
Nobody gon' fuck with you boring ass niggas
You steady be lame and we don't know your name
I ain't tripping on you niggas
But we never cool again
Always been about my business
But you went and forced my hand
Shoulda went and played it different
But you fucking up the plan
You was never in my image
Can't approach me like a man

We been
Staying a hunnit I keep it stack
Back in the day when they said it was wack
Most of my city ain't loving me back
And it's cool I ain't worried I'm right to the bag
Hitting my phone but I think of the past
Sending me snaps I ain't sending 'em back
Niggas been tripping they checking the facts
Never been tweaking i'm staying relaxed
Guess that's just the way it goes
I just need to be alone
Now we up they wanna go
But they finna get exposed
They all jealous and it shows
But still pull up to the shows
They all talking like they know
But be steady on the low