Lyrics:
I don't even wanna fuck with you
Fuck with you
I gave you all of me and never got the same back
Time wasted I could never get them days back
Kicked me
hard to improvise
When you drowning in distress
Im hear to catch your breath
Stop your worries none the less
I know if shit getting dirty
We find a way
enslaved by the likes and the comments
Don't worry about me, you treat yourself like an object
And blame it on livin inside of the projects
Cuz you can't see
call me lame for preaching the gospel
But I gotta give credit for all that God do
The way, the truth and the life give me the light, yeah
Growing up been
all this shit by myself
If its ride or die then baby its i and i
They say love your neighbour just like you love yourself
But none of these niggaz did
a glitch
Im bout to get rich
And I aint gon' share it with none of you hoes
I got a bitch that stay on the low
She get the call and she on the go
Im so lit
have my back
You even went and made me a promise
(Made me a promise)
None of that shit mean none to me
These hoes be ruthless
Stuck on winning, without
Hot dammit I feel like Tinashe
The weed and liquor got me too on
I don't want none of my exes
I be fuckin' with my new jawn
Stop by on her way
been running up digits
Heard they was doubting me til' I got richer
Wanna' see all my people get bigger
Do it matter if none of your gang really with ya'
Y'all gone fuck with the boy
And I'm getting a buzz
Like when she fuck with her toy
Don't be worried bout me
When you really don't care
Cause its none
(hahaha)
The shit you smoking is smelling skeptical (huh)
Much richer then I last was (woo)
You could tell by the laugh, cuz (hahaha)
Double M the money
maker
And when I double up you'll thank me later
Shake that body, party that bod-
That's rare, nigga!
Shake that body, party that bod
Ric Flair, nigga!
and rocking the cradle
And nursin' the baby that's none of my own
When first that I married your inconstant mother
I thought myself lucky to be blessed
Now I'm the illest known to walk like the illest soldier,
And when I smoke, only roll up with the illest doja
You sit and mull it over my venom
to fill the dead space that's left,
You're all, "Give me ethnicity or give me dreads."
Trustafundian rebel without a cause for alarm,
Cause when push
she loved me
Just fuck me for one night I know here just for my money
I'm tired of being the man that everybody call when they hungry
But tell me who
NOPD
Like a second line gangsta niggas with 9's follow me
MC approaches I bury those cockroaches
Buck buck I got you fucked up like angel
and call me back
I'm predicting early that you'll be the Monday morning quarterback
So, cocksure in a culture that gangs up on bully-types
Mob mentality,
I'll prolly be a mystery to many
But a legend to some
I've been a man for many women
But husband for none
In case you see me out in traffic
Looking
smiting thee
I can't stand when you talk, so I’m questioning your self belief
Tell me, are you really free? Uh
Trauma, trauma, trauma, trauma
Damn you
(let's play)
Man, the feds done got my M's up, I'm gon' on
She got hit by the whole gang, her pussy jumped on (woo)
Baby, tell me what you prayin' for
the one by the way you're riding
But you're the first to go hide when there's lightning
I wanna smell my flowers
'Fore the clock strikes my hour
All gas, no
Since elementary none spit sick as me
Can't tell me what it was or what it could be
Ride round with a shooter call him Kobe
Mixed down by Funkytown D.R.E
that's daily His word feeds craved
If you refuse (you know you lost) you choose disgust
Its all of Him & none of US
HOOK2
You me her him
Some we they
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