Long Enough

Zaytoven That boy Cass Chorus Came along way from sharin’ rooms with my brother, yeah We was on our own 'cause my momma worked a double, yeah Couldn’t afford designer it was Hilfiger, Tommy yeah I was 10 saw my cousin cookin' dope, he said, Don’t come in here Every since then I been influenced to get that money, yeah 8 years old, I knew Ben Frank was a hundred, yeah Count the cash, get the bag, track star, run it up You might skress about yo check, because that shit not long enough Verse 1 I woulda gave that bitch a whole meal because I wanted her Hollywood bitch, she got two kids and her tummy tucked You put up with my shit, you not weak girl, you strong enough You were my best friend when I was broke and I was lonely girl I was your best friend when you were down and you were vulnerable Back when we was swipin’ EBT down by the corner store I was in the game, I wasn't never watchin' from the crowd In eleventh grade, yeah I had my locker smellin’ loud Summer of twelfth grade, 'round the time I made my first child You see a lot of pain when you shake my hand, look at my eyes I told my brother, No more sharin’ rooms, we gon get a bigger house Never forget where I came, that what this about Chorus Came along way from sharin’ rooms with my brother, yeah We was on our own 'cause my momma worked a double yeah Couldn’t afford designer, it was Hilfiger, Tommy yeah I was 10, saw my cousin cookin' dope he said, Don’t come in here Ever since then I been influenced to get that money, yeah 8 years old, I knew Ben Frank was a hundred, yeah Count the cash, get the bag, track star, run it up You might skress about yo check, because that shit not long enough Verse 2 Money not a option, if we want it we gon' buy it dawg Bought that 442 from shawty, I damn near blow the tires off Keep my concentration on that money, don't take my eyes off We in this together, we can’t lose 'cause that'd be our fault I’m gon' make it up to you, I promise that my bad brotha Love me genuine, just like he trust me wit yo last dolla He must be from up north, he think he slick, he tryna fast talk Four hundred thousand in the Louie duffel, that that bag talk They say that money on your brain turn to bad thoughts I'ma keep some money in the bank and in my dad’s vault I saw my cousin in the kitchen, he was fixin’ a quarter Don’t put these hoes before fam, blood thicker than water rich homie baby Chorus Came along way from sharin’ rooms with my brother, yeah We was on our own 'cause my momma worked a double, yeah Couldn’t afford designer, it was Hilfiger, Tommy yeah I was 10, saw my cousin cookin' dope, he said Don’t come in here Ever since then I been influenced to get that money, yeah 8 years old, I knew Ben Frank was a hundred, yeah Count the cash, get the bag, track star, run it up You might skress about yo check, because that shit not long enough