Everything That's Yours, Pt. II

One thing I wanna know
 How you survive In a game this cold
 Any other time i'd say keep ya mouth closed
 Head so good, come and see me on the road
 Aye, you already know how this goes
 You don't want to get out of this hold
 Clenched fist you neva been This open
 Got me coming to grips with this moment
 I get dirty baby sucio
 You red me down the middle but it's Gucci tho
 I can fuck you til the credits roll
 If you play your part better than a move role
 I'm going As long as you don't lose control
 Gotta new place me and you can go
 Gotta prove it though As far as you should know
 She just want he first ring like the super bowl, Gotta watch these hoes
 But I do know one thing though
 Bitches they come they go
 Saturday through Sunday, Monday
 Monday through Sunday so
 If you can't get wit it then coast
 Then tell me what you miss about my dick most, bitch
 Acting like I'm not the same man from the beginning
 Knowing I can make the mood switch in a minute
 Imma go PGA tour when I'm in it
 That just mean a million strokes til we hit the finish
 Imma go A Rod when I'm in it
 That just mean a grand slam every time I hit it
 They swimming deeper then shark tanks wit it
 Because I got this money she trynna give me the business
 Wit it I'm legend like will smith and
 I'm feeling like a sex icon living
 R.I.P. Screw, I'm fucked up
 She gon' suck me slow cus she slowed up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Two Styrofoam's she gon po' it up
 Two Styrofoam's i'm po'd up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Can you handle more? We hit the floor
 Then slide across like we dancing, Or
 Find the best way to get my hands involved
 Til the next day you see standings hard
 It's been forever you still holding on
 I know you can use your hands for more
 Did you expect me to stand here or
 Take it if I get the chance to score?
 You see it's, no game but I play D it's just to make it even
 You sing, the way I'm beating
 You'd think I'm getting the band involved
 She don't be lackin'. She hustle and go
 Get the clothes on her own like the Phantom doors
 Wetter than rain I can stand the storm
 Trynna see what you had planned in store
 I ask if 'you high?' And you say yeah
 Talk to me I know what you want to hear
 Stay down and you might fly the coupe this year
 Tell ya ex man not to chance at all
 I'm knowing that the money doesn't make you rich
 I'm in a position where I can't take no shit
 Made it for us so never take from this
 Cuz I don't make money just to make no bitch
 I can handle when ya mood switches
 I said I'd play D when you take offense
 If I'm not that nigga then who is it?
 I'm what the definition of blazin is
 So we can smoke if that's your mood
 I roll smooth Just to match your moves
 You wanna invest in improve, then
 You can give me everything that's yours, too
 R.I.P. Screw, I'm fucked up
 She gon' suck me slow cus she slowed up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Two Styrofoam's she gon po' it up
 Two Styrofoam's i'm po'd up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Freaky lil bih wanna fuck something
 Freaky lil bih wanna suck something
 Get the money out the bag and run it up
 Get the money out the bag and run it up