YK TeeCue - Necklace Lyrics

Swear that I didn't changed on you I wore my necklace, know that they done changed on me
I done felt it, I done put myself first You say that's selfish, can't tell me pain don't hurt
Cause I done felt it, now I'm shittin' on these , bitches Like a septic, I'm just tryna catch my win

Like a Celtic, was, f*ckin' with you, I couldn't win And I regret it, now all I want is Benjamin
Talkin' bout the dead men ,

All I need is more dough Need three hoes, Mo jo-jo Drink make me move slow-mo
I need cash like Pronto F*ck with me, that's no-no
F*ck with me, that's no-go Play with me, then he long gone

I need a sell, I keep checkin' my phone Told lil' bitch, don't call my phone
I do you right, but you swear I do wrong I ain't prove no point, bitch, we too grown
Before I let you stop me, I go on my own Go on my own, all alone
When I'm by myself, that's when I'm in my zone Before I pour out my heart, I'd rather pour up Patron

I knew from the start, shoulda told your ass, gone
Gone, gone, leave me alone I ain't seen you all week, but now I'm feelin' strong
I swear my heart could skip a beat the way you ran me round
I done got back on my feet, now I can't touch the ground

Swear that I didn't changed on you, I wore my necklace Know that they done changed on me
I done felt it, I done put myself first
You say that's selfish, can't tell me pain don't hurt
Cause I done felt it, now I'm shitting on these bitches

Like a septic, I'm just tryna catch my win Like a Celtic, was , f*ckin' with you, I couldn't win
And I regret it, now all I want is Benjamins
Talkin' bout the dead men
Talkin' bout the dead men

I just want Benjamin's
Talkin' bout the dead men
I want Benjamins
I want presidents

Money my best friend
Even when it change on me
And if lil' shawty bad, might spend some change on you
I might just thunder crash and make it rain on you

Tell that guy relax, he can have you back by mornin
Don't need no high, I'ma step by myself
Only way they go up if they smokin' some reefer
Say he won't smoke, but know I got that fire all he hear

Bah bah, ain't talkin' no peaches
Why would I lie, hold my head to the sky
All I thank the big Guy help me, Dodge the grim reaper
This shit gettin' haptic, I started to accept it
How I can't get no blessing, my daddy a preacher

Swear that I didn't changed on you I wore my necklace, know that they done changed on me
I done felt it, I done put myself first You say that's selfish, can't tell me pain don't hurt
Cause I done felt it, now I'm shittin' on these , bitches Like a septic, I'm just tryna catch my win

Like a Celtic, was, f*ckin' with you, I couldn't win And I regret it, now all I want is Benjamin
Talkin' bout the dead men