LUCKI - Almost Back lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, ayy (Condo, talk to me)
Yo, ayy, ayy

Ain't got nothin' for hoes unless she
The one that buy my soul
Out of town, in and out coupes
I miss my brother, so I got four doors
Everything we say true
You live your life tryna impress them hoes
K9, Mbox blues
I risk my life just to wake up sober
More money, more confusion
I miss that genuine love you showed me
Six hundred dollars for a move
But it's all cool
We ain't runnin' out of money
Everything you say true
But you wasn't here 'til it all got sunny
In the Scat Pack speedin' like a dummy
Where I'm goin'
They ain't even got nothin' for me
Let AJ treat me like a dummy
All the other hoes think they
Gettin' something from me
In a dream, I just made new money woke up
It's right here callin' right for me
Bitch, don't get it confused
We made it look good when
We didn't have money
Niggas spendin' they budget on views
I don't recoup so that shit keep comin'
I ain't got nothin' for hoes unless she
The one that buy my soul
Out of town, in and out coupes
I miss my brother, so I got four doors

Ain't got nothin' for, uh, unless
She the, uh, whoa, ayy
I ain't got nothin' for hoes unless she
The one that buy my, uh, whoa
Whoa, whoa i ain't got nothin' for
Uh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa