Project 37

By Myles

Released on November 18, 2018

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[Intro]

Yeah

Uh


[Verse]

Rockin' that Supreme and Bape

Got all these bitches on me, I put my hands all on you

She was just, askin' to stay

Hoe bye, no way

I was just drippin' in juice, oops, girl, I just mean the sauce baby

Come fuck with a boss, they take a loss

That is a come up for us

I got the green man, Wizard of Oz

Don't ask the cost, you just rock Lacoste

I just choose the head or tail like it's a coin toss

I collect bread as well, bitch I'm my own boss

Stay in the same lane, I cannot play the same game

Stay with the same gang, who was just hanging with me from the beginning

Before the winning, we was never quittin' no we-

Always destined to get it, before the lights and the glam

Young man, came packed with a tool, spittin' and rippin', just try and grip it

Hot as the flame, ballin like Dame, hoopin' just shootin' from range

Like I'm Curry, early birdy some just tuck a 30

Got a girly, and the body curvy

Runnin' the game if my name was Todd Gurley

Pockets fat, and you can say that they burly

All of these chicks that I'm gettin' are hella flirty, while all of these checks that I'm gettin' are hella worthy

Watch all you haters just come at my neck, I'll fuck your bitch and she'll tell you the rest, please don't hate me when she says I'm the best

Yeah, aqua just drip off my neck

Diamonds dance on the Patek, beast they feen me to wreck

Lyrics, you hot like a Tec

Hoe, stay makin' em wet

Wanna upgrade, Camry to Lamb G, ain't got no Plan B, this is the only way

She dresses all fancy, then she got up and proceeded to dance for me

Carry that pack on me, just start to stack my cheese, I'm going stupid bitch numb in the brain

Fuckin' these bitches they all feel the same

Uh, I put this shit up on game, you're just a typical lame

Constantly playin' them games, I turn this fame into rings

MA you know where I stay, flight stretch out to the Bay

I just don't care what they say

Talkin' that shit and 6 feet under is where he gon' lay

Feelings get flicked, right into that ash tray

Been a bad day

Feelin' that way

Hopin' I could just be happy

Live a quiet life with my homies, who all know me, we've been laughing as we count this cake

Got a rolodex of hoes, count em by the bakers dozen

Watch her booty shake

Wow thats somethin

We be hustlin', but the youngin' so disgustin

Tryna say that I been all across the place, travelin' state to state

Pushin' all this weight off of my shoulders

Heavy as a boulder, as high as Ayatollah

Line ringin' like Motorola, we don't sip on dirty soda

Move from LA to Arizona, quarterbacking this thing like Kurt Warner, all I really wanna do is live this life so comfortable