Larry June Dear, Snow
[Intro: Larry June]
You know I'm saying
It ain't what you do it's how you do it
When you wake up what you doing cause I'm getting to it
Straight up
Check
Yea yea yea
[Verse 1: Larry June]
I need some time alone so I booked that flight
Been working so hard shit why not
We made this far shit why stop
Villa for the week it's just me and my partnas
We could've lasted longer but I got it too popping
And it made you insecure and I didn't try to stop it
I wish I had more time to spend with you I'm sorry
If you're free around Sunday let's grab some Ramen
It's no place like Frisco I love the fall
Smoke some with lil bruh, take my chick on a jog
Now I'm in the thrasher magazine Rollie on
Still take a cold cut with the provolone
You should start tweeting less and get your money on
I can't really say I'm rich until my brothers on
And I ain't with the f..ck shit cause it's not me
Watch your feet on that rug that's Versace
Tap in
[Chorus: Larry June]
You see it on my face I got money to go make
I ain't came here to f..ck around (fuck around)
I need mine up from no if ands and but tap in if you really about it (really bout it)
I can be your motivations I can be the one you call after late nights on the grind (on the grind)
I can tell she really f..ck with me cause every time a nigga call she answer every time
[Verse 2: Larry June]
Today I might go and hit the farmers market
Yesterday I paid some bills and I went to target
And I'm usually by myself I don't do the crowds
Every time I hit the V I stop by Urban Counter
Grab a couple white tees off Springs Road (Good job)
5 for the 20 now a nigga on
Probably peep the smell Tom Ford cologne
She thought I lied about the Beamer cause I barley drove it
I be all around the states I don't ever post it
If you see me then you see me take a photo
NYC for the press now we out in Soho
PostMates Benihana why it's taking so long
I know you want to settle down you gone have to hold on
Just rock with a nigga baby until I get this dough up
I never met someone like you I hope you know that
So just fold up these clothes while I roll this dro up
[Chorus: Larry June]
You see it on my face I got money to go make
I ain't came here to f..ck around (fuck around)
I need mine up from no if ands and but tap in if you really about it (really bout it)
I can be your motivations I can be the one you call after late nights on the grind (on the grind)
I can tell she really f..ck with me cause every time a nigga call she answer every time