Lyrics:
was burning
To say what was going through his mind
This summer, he tells me, was something like
This: "If I'm going to say this
I'm going to be
Better
Just need you to tell me we're alright, tell me we're okay
'Cause I told you my level of concern
But you walked by like you never heard
And you
told him he was out of order, and I didn't know he was on a mission from you to tell me that his bass, your bass was FUCKED!
Steve: I know you didn't.
Now system's on and the girls are there
Ya definitely have a rocking affair
But let me tell ya something there's still one fact
That to have
get me,
The moves that I bust are heavy
Whippin' in the Chevy, or Ford , I don't know
But it glows under the belly,
She packin' the cake like she baked
guns in my system
And I'm not choosy
Pack that down when I roll my zoot
Strap that sound when I roll by booths
They don't really know
Who they're
I just tell yo bitch to tread slow
Competition's tadpoles
They call me an asshole
I don't give a damn though
Im too busy tryna put team in Lambos
Lord
blink, you might've missed em
I leave that bullshit up in the rear
These niggas ain't close as they appear
Well let me tell you bout that Tulsa Oklahoma
can like, get behind a mic
And I don't know what type of energy I'ma push out
Or where it comes from
Trip me out sometimes
Because it's spirits,
that they up to something
They tell me they love me
But I never feel it
They up to something
Im getting the money regardless
You know that Im up
the worse
Baby let me know something, 'cause I don't understand
I love you and I'm willing to fix this any way I can
But you gotta tell me what's goin'
want my racks
I keep my niner
And I don't trust these niggas like an old school geezer
Jeepers, creepers, call me black, don't call me nigger
Oh, my, my,
just like Teyana
I'll smoke some presidential with you you Michelle Obama
Nicki Minaj girl you know you want that anaconda
Don't introduce me to ya mama
OG Bags Win God Money Shit
Uh Uh
Niggas diss me on the gram we don't tolerate no threats
Niggas pull up on your fam
Get you pussy niggas next
Man I
Now system's on and the girls are there
Ya definitely have a rocking affair
But let me tell ya something there's still one fact
That to have
to me
Sing it one more time
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving
Teyana
I'll smoke some presidential with you like Michelle Obama
Nicki Minaj girl you know you want that anaconda
Don't introduce me to ya mama if she
a look at me, bitch
Now, ho, go and tell the cops I got a crook in my dick
Straight gut a bitch open, like a hook in a fish
I got a lady from Paris who
I like the smart type
U can have them plastic Vixens
And you know i bring dat heat
Tell me can u feel the friction
And dat shit that u saying
In ya
say we're good, but then you're strange
What's on your mind? Don't tell me we're fine
Don't say it's nothing, I know something's changed
You got it
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
everything you want
I was never on some solo shit.
Always down to roll and blow a head off.
He jet off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
Meek seems wary
("Usually when you run into some dudes you
Don't know in a back lot, it's
About something, " he will tell me later)
But they reveal
at Four Twenty Nine
You asked me how I pay my bills and I don’t want to lie
I don’t want to tell you about turning a seven to a nine
And a nine to fourteen
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