Correction Lyrics Social Distance by YSN Flow

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(Ayy, Losaddos made this)
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
L462, gang (Let that sh*t ride, 88)
On granny, yeah, yeah
Put the four in the double cup
She hate me more when I'm wasted
I'm just really tryna taste it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She gon' hop on that d**k and [?]
When I'm wasted, she hate me more
When I'm wasted, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I've been poppin' my sh*t, now they heard of me
All my b*t*hes got monеy or surgery
Momma told me be safе when I step out the house
'Cause she know that these n***as try murder me
'Member days that we slid in the Mercury
Now these groupie b*t*hes tryin' flirt with me
I hopped out of my feelings and focused on money
I can't let a n***a see they hurtin' me
Everybody around me doin' what n***as can't
Every big dollar, put diamonds in the face
Run it up until you run it out the bank
First cla** when I'm flyin' out of state
Social distance before that I was out the way
I can't trip 'bout no n***a and 'bout the hate
We gon' pull up and see what he 'bout today
Kick this b*t*h out the telly, she out the date
You look stupid, that's old news
Lotta n***as did the flipin' the switch, I cut 'em up of my old dues
Remember we ain't have it, we was thuggin' and trappin'
I was slidin' with my bros too, used to kick it in my bro shoes
Now I'm flexin' on my own blues and a n***a got hoes too
Told my b*t*h if she cheat me, I'ma f**k on her friend
And no trippin', just call this sh*t get backs
I ain't doin' emotions, I just fell in love with the money
I don't want my b*t*h back
And she think that it's weird, I'm in love but don't show her
I don't wanna let her know that I need her
'Cause when you let somebody know that you need them
It feel like that's when they start thinkin' 'bout leavin' and say you a dub
Feel like everythin' you told me was cap
Remember them times you would leave for a minute
Then say that you miss me and come right back
I ain't never felt no love like that
'Cause my past filled with demons and trauma
Them losses, I then took me a lotta
Dreams big, I ain't fit at the bottom
You get popped like collar for drama
Back to back Bourbons, I feel like Obama
He play with my top, I turn into Osama
Sick of the struggle, we fought for a dollar
This sh*t I ain't proud of, but now I rock Prada
Momma couldn't buy me the new shoes
Now it's new blues what I put in my pocket
And I was just tryna show love
But that got me stabbed in the back
So I watch who I ride with
Switch it up, I had to pick it up
Made me a lot but don't think that I'm rich enough
I cut off of my ties 'cause I know they won't ride
N***as say that they real but they ain't real enough
I gave out all my love tryna make people happy
But they still act like ain't did enough
And it hurts to the heart but I can't let it show
So a n***a act like I don't give a f**k
I've been poppin' my sh*t, now they heard of me
All my b*t*hes got money or surgery
Momma told me be safe when I step out the house
'Cause she know that these n***as try murder me
'Member days that we slid in the Mercury
Now these groupie b*t*hes tryin' flirt with me
I hopped out of my feelings and focused on money
I can't let a n***a see they hurtin' me
Everybody around me doin' what n***as can't
Every big dollar, put diamonds in the face
Run it up until you run it out the bank
First cla** when I'm flyin' out of state
Social distance before that I was out the way
I can't trip 'bout no n***a and 'bout the hate
We gon' pull up and see what he 'bout today
Kick this b*t*h out the telly, she out the date, yeah

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