Take It lyrics

by

Pyrex Pryce


She, she can’t keep up with the pace
Me, I’m living life like a race
He, mad I can tell by his face
They ain’t talkin bout sh*t when I’m breaking the bank
Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh
Go and run me up a bag and give it all to my dawgs
n*ggas know if i ball the whole team gone ball (yea)
Me and Based1 got them bands
Pass em to my mans, I can’t spend em on a hoe
I want the stars in the big body rolls
U know that all my b*tches body goals
b*tch I come from a place that don’t nobody go
I’m making plays that don’t nobody know
If I call my n*ggas won’t nobody fold
But the hoes gone change and that’s how it goes
And I can’t take it
n*ggas gone hate but I ran up a bag that shut don’t makе me
And they wasn’t on sh*t n*ggas ain’t 10 toes so I had to bе patient
And the money for these n*ggas changing, margiella every day occasion, scat off the lot imma race it

I told them n*ggas it’s up (I told them n*ggas its up)
Slide on the ice like I played with a puck
Shawty I can’t ever play wit ur love it’s too far gone we ain’t makin it up
Don’t try to bring up that sh*t from the past
It is what it is and it was what it was
Don’t try to tell me that sh*t was love because ion got love because

She, she can’t keep up with the pace
Me, I’m living life like a race
He, mad I can tell by his face
They ain’t talking bout sh*t when I’m breaking the bank
Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh
Go and run me up a bag and give it all to my dawgs
n*ggas know if i ball the whole team gone ball (yea)
Me and Based1 got them bands
Pass em to my mans, I can’t spend em on a hoe
I want the stars in the big body rolls
U know that all my b*tches body goals
b*tch I come from a place that don’t nobody go
I’m making plays that don’t nobody know
If I call my n*ggas won’t nobody fold
But the hoes gone change and that’s how it goes
And I can’t take it
n*ggas gone hate but I ran up a bag that shut don’t make me
And they wasn’t on sh*t n*ggas ain’t 10 toes so I had to be patient
And the money for these n*ggas changing, margiella every day occasion, scat off the lot imma race it

(Verse 2)
I’ll give my mama some sh*t to be proud of
Hopped in my bag lil n*gga I been out of it
I see through her sh*t i know I’m quick to out a b*tch
Whip low to the ground It’s hard to go get out of it
I just been cordial
I run up money in boredom
Seat first class I’m boarding
Thumbing through the money first thing in the morning
Ice gone shine for the days it was storming
It’s a blow, put some m’s in the bank b*tch I know how
Drop a bad every time that I go out, I don’t got no intentions of slowing down
I’m that n*gga I bet your b*tch know it now
n*gga hopped out the coupe we gone mow em down
I know they tryna plot on a n*gga
Thinkin bout all the ways they can slow em down

She, she can’t keep up with the pace
Me, I’m living life like a race
He, mad I can tell by his face
They ain’t talkin bout sh*t when I’m breaking the bank
Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh
Go and run me up a bag and give it all to my dawgs
n*ggas know if I ball the whole team gone ball (yea)
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