4 Min Convo (Favorite Song) – A Boogie Wit da Hoodie – letras

Please tell me what you think happenedLike this time, fuck itI woke up to like ninety-nine missed callsThat’s like ninety-nine people I probably pissed offLike damn, nigga, I was on a jail callDamn, niggas make me hate my cell phoneLike damn, my nigga, I’m in the studioLast time I dropped an album was like a year agoYeah, you tellin’ me you starving, but I been to thereLike growin’ up, breakfast, lunch and dinner wasn’t cerealI know what’s upYou just wanna be all in the videos and smoke it upI know you ain’t really with the shits but you just throw it upPretty bitches in my city litty, they just going upNigga, you just wanna be around me ’cause my money upHeard them goofy niggas tryna line methey don’t want smoke with usHad to pop an Addy, I was down, yeah, had to focus upMost my niggas dogs, I hit up bitches that my homies fuckedI hear too much me in niggas’ songsso I had to switch it up, I had to switch it upPick out diamonds in particular ’cause I’m just rich as fuckRest in peace to that boy Trayvon, I got my hoodie upThey know exactly how we give it up, shot a bully upAnd you bitches know that I cannot waste no timeBitch, I’m really grindin’If I ever said, « I love you », never mind itEspecially when I feel like you out here thottin’I threaten you, but I fuck with you, let’s be honestI hide the fact that I love to smoke on exoticFlowers, I give you all my hoursI fuck around, I miss you though, I promiseBonnie and Clyde issues, guns around usNo bozos in my circle, they get cutWe can’t even get around, I got my hoodie on in publicHouse arrest in Florida, they always checked up on meSo when I was in the studio I said I was in PublixIf you could walk in my shoes, you could walk on waterPercocets like NyQuil, got my buying sawed-offsSince I been in high school, I been feeling heartlessI swear I was like you, now look at me ballin’10K on one fit, fly like I departedStay with that rocket, ooh, I go J. HardenCan’t tell if I got it, but I stay on itAnd they stay frontin’, but it ain’t nothin »Cause I make money, talkin’ big moneyMmh, if I go broke, stay away from meMmh, if I go broke, I’ma take money, yeahI might go broke in my late hundredsIt’s hard not to talk money ’cause I got money nowAnd these chains around my neckworth over two hundred thouAnd Puma just gave me a budget, I should say, « Fuck it »And give it to the schools’cause they need it more than I need it nowSwear I paid my duesI should speak up more though, I’m playin’ quietTryna keep it coollike the time I was in the studio with Future and his goonsSittin’ next to my favorite rapper, actin’ scared to say it to himUsed to bump « March Madness, « poppin’ Addys because of youAfter you and Drizzy dropped, then I got in tune (Yeah)Drizzy, that’s my broski, I appreciate you too, yeahFirst time in the Garden, it was all because of you, yeahI probably was OD-in’ to do a song but I was new, yeahI can’t lie, oh, you was like my idol, ask my crew, yeahRight when I thought viral was viral, Tekashi blew, yeahAnd that’s my nigga too, I fuck with you, I swear to GodType of nigga keep that shit a hundred, cameras offAnd I’m the type of nigga you might see in Saint LaurentDifferent places, Cleveland, Miami, but I ain’t LeBronWIth different bitches, denims lookin’ like they painted onListenin’ to « D. T. B », yeah, that’s our favorite songI don’t trust bitchesBitches just like me, that’s why I don’t trust bitchesThis your favorite songI don’t love bitchesFuck bitches, DTB, no, I don’t trust bitchesThis your favorite songWhen you’re home, all aloneReminiscin’ my Dior cologneNo going back, I really took your soulI know, yeahWoke up with the chills, oh, ohTook a pill with my milk, oh, ohLike it’s not a big deal, oh, ohFree all of my bros, whoa, ohFree my nigga PeeWee, free my nigga Skills, nowMan, you gotta see me, see how I came up nowUsed to wear the same shit, I ain’t lookin’ like no bum nowI’m a New York nigga, hangin’ laces off my UptownsGrew up in the jungle where they rumblin’ for dust nowRunnin’ ’round the BX, RIP to Big Pun, nowAnd I don’t know whyI feel like they wanna take my lifeAnd it’s allWanna fuck my wifeAnd these niggas wanna take my lifeAnd it’s allYeah, it’s alrightAnd it’s alrightYeah, it’s alright