YSN Flow - Social Distance Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'Social Distance' is the new song performed & written by YSN Flow. The music video is directed & edited by Nick Spoljaric. The track was released at 'YSN Flow' official youtube channel on August 30th, 2020.

Song Details:

Song: Social Distance (Lyric)
Artist: YSN Flow
Writer: YSN Flow
Video Editor: Nick Spoljaric
Video Director: Nick Spoljaric
Music Label: YSN Flow
Released Date: August 30th, 2020.

Social Distance Lyrics:

I've poppin' my shit, now they heard of me
All my bit*hes got money and surgery
Momma told me to be safe when I step out the house
Cause she knows that these nig*as tries murder me
Member days that we slide in the Mercury
Now these groupie bit*hes tryin' flirt with me
I hop out of my feelin's and focus on money
I can't let a nig*a see they hurt me
Everybody around me doin' what nig*as can't
[?] big dollar, put diamonds in the face
Run it up until you run it up out the bank
First-class when I am flyin' out of state
Social distance before that I was out the way
I can't trip 'bout no nig*a and 'bout the hate
We gon' pull up and see what he bought today
Kick this bit*h out the telly, she out the date...

You look stupid, that's old news
Lotta nig*as did the flippin' the switch
I cut em up of my old dues
Member [?]
We was thuggin' and trappin'
I was slidin' with my bros too
Used to kick it in my bro shoes, now I am flexin' on my own blues
And a nig*a got hoes too
Told my bit*h if she cheat me, I ama fu*k on her friend
And no trippin', just caught this shit back
I ain't doin' emotions, I just feel love with the money,
And she think that it's weird, I am 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 this 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 lie like that
My past, show demons and drama
Them lost heads [?]
Dreams big, I ain't fit at the buttom
You get popped like [?] drummer
Back to back bourbons, I feel like Obama
He play with me top, I turn into Osana
Sick of the struggle, we fought for a dollar
This shit I ain't proud of but now I rock Prada
Momma couldn't buy me the new shoes
Now it's new blues that I put in my pocket
And I was 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 I am rich enough
I cut off of my shoe ties 'cause I know they won't ride
nig*as say that they real but they ain't real enough
I give up on a lot try to 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 nig*a act like I don't give a fu*k...

I've poppin' my shit, now they heard of me
All my bit*hes got money and surgery
Momma told me to be safe when I step out the house
Cause she knows that these nig*as tries murder me
Member days that we slide in the Mercury
Now these groupie bit*hes tryin' flirt with me
I hop out of my feelin's and focus on money
I can't let a nig*a see they hurt me
Everybody around me doin' what nig*as can't
[?] big dollar, put diamonds in the face
Run it up until you run it up out the bank
First-class when I am flyin' out of state
Social distance before that I was out the way
I can't trip 'bout no nig*a and 'bout the hate
We gon' pull up and see what he bought today
Kick this bit*h out the telly, she out the date, yeah...


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