B-B-Bankroll Got It

She wanna call me whenever I'm miles way
Right now, I'm out of the state
When I get back, I'll give you the time of the day
Right now, a nigga away
I got Chanel, Chanel, Double Cs for you
Ain't nothin' but nigga can't play
I got through hell, through hell for you
I do whatever just for you to stay

'Cause it could get lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
I can't spend, no time 'cause I'm on my grind
And it get lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
You know right now that I'm out of state
Call you when I'm on the way

You know I'm proud of you
I buy you Prada, baby
And not just so I could get inside of you
You rockin' Tom Ford on your hair, rainin'
What you wеar? You know I be stylin' you
Know for a fact you'll keep it real
You'll nevеr square, I'll still lie to you
And your heart so damn pure
Lot of people probably never see that side of you

Baby, the top, it get lonely
Silly nigga brought the brodies
I was raised by the OGs
Did a lot of shit, but, that's the old me
They don't know, I was outside tryna
Make it out for the Nic-Nacs
And, they don't know
All this shit that a nigga used to do at the kickbacks

She wanna call me whenever I'm miles way
Right now, I'm out of the state
When I get back, I'll give you the time of the day
Right now, a nigga away
I got Chanel, Chanel, Double Cs for you
Ain't nothin' but nigga can't play
I got through hell, through hell for you
I do whatever just for you to stay

'Cause it could get lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
I can't spend, no time 'cause I'm on my grind
And it get lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
You know right now that I'm out of state
Call you when I'm on the way

You know I pull up, I call you when I'm on the way
I'm hoppin' out of the Wraith
I'm lookin' up, I can see stars in the ceilin'
It feel like we in outer space
I know you know I fuck with hoes on the road
But, lately, I ain't leave a trace
Tell me all the time, "You better be safe on the road"
You know I'm in love with the 'K

Baby, the top, it get lonely, silly nigga brought the homies
Better be on when they know me
Tell them niggas act like they know me
They don't know, I was outside tryna
Make it out for the Nic-Nacs
And, they don't know
All this shit a nigga used to do at the kickbacks

She wanna call me whenever I'm miles way
Right now, I'm out of the state
When I get back, I'll give you the time of the day
Right now, a nigga away
I got Chanel, Chanel, Double Cs for you
Ain't nothin' but nigga can't play
I got through hell, through hell for you
I do whatever just for you to stay

'Cause it could get lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
I can't spend, no time 'cause I'm on my grind
And it get lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
You know right now that I'm out of state
Call you when I'm on the way