Songtexte Conversation - Homegalaxy feat. Not Spazz

I love having conversations about compensation
They asking who's the biggest star
Let's ask the constellation
She love the fragrance
Got a whiff and now her mind's pacing
No patience
If she want it
Ain't got time for waiting
Go crazy
I ain't gon stop you baby
Came through with all the juice
Like tell me how you like me baby
Big bills making deals
I got the whip skating
I'm just smoking out the window
Roll my gas and face it
I ain't got time for the bullshit
These niggas playing
Yea you way out of your league
U better check the weigh in
Out here looking for a problem
So I guess he made it
He keep on saying he gon slide
But I guess he was playing
Swear this world is crazy
Niggas claim that they demons
Get hit and start to praying
Oh damn
Can't trust a word you was saying
Same spot where you was talking
That's where you be laying
With your momma screaming why
She can't even take it
You can catch me sliding with the music up
Let it bang out the truck and wake the city up
Yea you wanna be a heavyweight
You don't weigh enough
Beside the gas and murder rate
What's really up
I came through with the squad
Check the flex and get your money up
Stand tall on my ten
Hold my weight you ain't son-in none
Big blunt on my lip
I guarantee I blow a hundred of em
I can smoke with the best
Aint no fear I ain't running none

I been a real nigga
I don't really know nothing else
My wallet weighing down my joggers
I don't need fucking belt
I made it happen on my on
Bitch I don't need nobody help
I'm having motion if I want it
Make a call and get him nailed
Bitches salty cuz I'm lying
I tell them my phone tripping
Leave a message at the tone
My zone I'm so in it
I ain't even hear it ring its kinda like my phone was missing
Do dirty work on my own
What the fuck is a co defendant
She a dummy if she think she bout to smoke with me for free
And if she get a eighth for dub
Then she smoking some different weed
Still gon smoke it with her hoes
And they gon fail to mention me
All them bitches get influenced
Now they spending chip with me
Money coming bitches going
That shit keep my head spinning
Hardly focus on the loses
Nigga cuz I'm bread winning
Really tryna keep her round
Bitch know her head different
Shit cold as the fuck kinda like my leg missing
This nigga hype he hit my hoe
It got him feeling like he up
But on the low I'm on her mind
Guess he ain't hit that shit enough
She know that nigga a bitch
And we laugh when he play it tough
Let me hit it when I want cuz all I know is run it up
I had money on my mental ever since I was a young nigga
If you got dollars in your dreams then you can come with us
Fuck trying to hug the block now
I ain't get no love in it
Want me to hit once I spun she mc'lovin it