Lyrics:
Friends stab me in my back, lil' baby, here's some music
How the fuck these niggas come
Glad he come back around
When they see I'm up, I'm gettin' money
not my bro And I'm sorry to mama, I can't come home
But know that I'll be back when I'm grown They got me locked up in the cell
I feel like my life's
something
That I'm out here chasing
Battling my demons
Is the only thing I'm facing
Can't sleep at night
Walking around I'm pacing
Take it all in
Baby I'm
Baby, I ain't got no money
All I got is time
And I'm gon' spend that time on you
But when they pay me
And I can buy the sunshine
Take you away,
Baby, I ain't got no money
All I got is time
And I'm gon' spend that time on you
But when they pay me
And I can buy the sunshine
Take you away,
your love I want it
Gimmie everything I own it
You can be my one and only
Gimmie your love and money
Give it to me baby
Love up on me baby
Touch me my
the right thing
Don't need love so they say that i'm crazy
Bitches want me and they want a baby
But I ain't goin out like that, they can't take me
Being
to see it baby
And you was out here doing the same thing as me
I wanna ask, has he been by the crib?
Has he been in our, car? And did you let him,
to see it baby
And you was out here doing the same thing as me
I wanna ask, has he been by the crib?
Has he been in our, car? And did you let him,
to see it baby
And you was out here doing the same thing as me
I wanna ask, has he been by the crib?
Has he been in our, car? And did you let him,
(Baby Boy)
We gon trap you inside so you niggas can’t leave
Talking all that shit now it’s hard for you to breath
They told me talk is cheap so you gotta
away watchin' the days go by
(Now you got to go)
Lately, I've been watchin' you
(Don't try to take it personal)
Been thinkin' 'bout you baby
Huh
I just need little bit of paper mane
I'm just tryna get my money up
Out here riding dirty tell the police they can't catch me
Yeah
And tell them
on my toes
I'm just the best there is
No contesting it
Show me the ropes
Or get hung by ya throat
If you know then you know
Imma take ya hoe
Leave
Mizzy, was it Mac?
And bro just went cunch
I bet he's tryna take the pack
Money and beef, on GG, I bet you get dipped by me
Everytime I talk 'bout
Baby I'm runnin a check (Yeah)
She tryna tell me she next (What)
She tryna send me messages, baby get off of my chest (Okay)
Tell me take her on a date,
months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's young money baby, keep the change
My mama say f*** em and we the same
So hello mothaf***a' you got some sheets
months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's young money baby, keep the change
My mama say f*** em and we the same
So hello mothaf***a' you got some sheets
months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's young money baby, keep the change
My mama say fuck em and we the same
So hello mothafucka' you got some sheets
me a bone
Fifty cap bullets take down your home
Shit gettin' hot 'round my way
15 year old kid watch the apartments with K's
Thirty round clip
(I found a ten outta ten, she wanna take me home tonight)
(She planning to leave next week and I wish I could slow the time)
I found a ten outta ten,
my money alphabetical
And every face must be facing the same way, Cause everything you ever got from me been grade A,
That's why they call me Mr.
diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
over here I think I see your baby fadda
Here go the number to my casa
If you in a rush you call me mañana
Whatever you need girlfriend I got the whole
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