Quarentine Vibez lyrics

Uh, look!

Rather make money don't wanna make friends

Waitson yuzi on the track babe

U n*ggas not ready for what i got planned

God forgive me for all of my sins

They act like they perfect but they all pretend

They want me to loose but b*tch i'm gonna win

Thats why
I cut my friends, now them all just be dead to me

I dont do this sh*t for the fame b*tch
I’M here for the money dawg

Momma said ,kid “ u gotta be safe"
Momma don't stress, i can handle my self
Plus i don't care, come the consequences
I'ma pray to god, he’ll light my life

I was lost for a few days, i was triyin to , find my self

But then, i realized that trouble finds me wherever i hide

And life is too short ,to look for sum, that’ll never find

I can't spend time, i wanna shine

I'm tryna live righ now you tryna live later

It's a cold world we live in, man, this sh*t glacier

Full of fakes n*ggas, but i'ma dreamcatcher, good underpressure, don't know how to panic

I'm goin up, and i know they can't stand it

They don't fck with, they don't get what i think





I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life

No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight

All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice

For the bros yeah, i do not think twice



I'm good, i'm done and i'm great

I Waited for my time now ready

It was really hard but i made it

I Treat it like my fears, i faced it

When they hear me on the beat they like “dammit"

This n*gga hot i admit it

Man i still can't believe it

This sh*t is magic, i love it

These is the same n*gga that said u won't be no sh*t in the game
Man,look where i'm ,.i'm blowin up frames
I'm tryna make Ms' ' i'm tryna beat EM no man, i ain't playin
One day u’ll say “ god damn"

, i ain't see another n*gga do it all like this

b*tch i could've went pro the way i ball like this
Spent time listening beats now i rap like this
If u stop playin maybe u'll rap like this

I just want, the hardest flow
Thats how, i'm gonna blow
Thats true man, no joke
And u'll be like, woah

Gotta concentrate, against the clock I race
Got no time to waste, I'm already late

I Dont need friends, i dont like fake friends
I'm here make ends!
So i





I rather make money dont wanna make friends
Waitson yuzi on the track babeeee
U n*ggas not ready for what i got plaaan
Got forgive for all of my sins

They act like they perfect but they all pretend
They want me to loose but b*tch i'm gonna win