Lyrics:
off what? I ain't seen the horse
Called your bluff, better cite the source
Fame ain't somethin' that I need no more
'Cause, bitch, I said what I
it ain't no love
A nigga put a knife in your nigga, could be your blood
Kill a nigga over money, kill a nigga over drugs
They killing niggas over
love thy brother
And I ain't never gave a shit about a motherfucker
Hit him up and watch the guts come up out a young'n stomach
You niggas better take
love thy brother
And I ain't never gave a shit about a motherfucker
Hit him up and watch the guts come up out a young'n stomach
You niggas better take
a thing (they don't know shit)
I be in the streets better weight hold yo plex when it comes to your claims (Hoes talk)
I tell these bitches better take some
ain't hot come like this
Real niggas hold a gun like this
Pop something, one in your leg
Make your ass run like this
Now picture that
Defeat rhymes
like swiss
If you ain't hot come like this
Real niggas hold a gun like this
Pop something, one in your leg
Make your ass run like this
Now picture
drive
Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
Niggas love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come to scoop me up at LAX
drive
Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
Niggas love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come to scoop me up at LAX
be rockin', only with your pop poppin'
Everyday I'm getting better and better, my peak raisin'
Snatch whack emcees off the mic when the beat
What I want in this life is what I want in this life is real love girl you gotta show me
Got me questioning my worth, figured that I'm better off by
gon' pop and shake the room
I know how to make this mountain move Play with us, you're gonna make the news
I don't give a fuck about your dude want smoke
to the top, taking the world of hip hop
By dropping the right words right where it's hot
Where are you now
Somewhere on your couch
Dancing by yourself
While
initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move
to better
If the love was real then shit would be forever
Had to get my mind right, people love the limelight, 20/20 hindsight
Nigga if the time right then
Yeah, I got a hot bitch
Low-key for a minute, we've been locked in
Bae, forget about your ex, I am not him
Know you love to pop your shit, cause you
where you had to tote your gun
Your world is ghetto
It's cool to love to win but it's better to hate to lose
There's only one Nas 'bout a hundred
pops over
If you don’t call me this forty gon send my pops over
Face Time bitch you got an iPhone too
You know I’m playing baby girl I love you
You I
from it
Gatta make this shit happen no time for waiting when the time running
I know they dont love me
But I don't love them either, pop star, all
I was just a boy, I swear you can't compare
Never going back into that poverty, I hate it there
Pops was never here, but I'ma be a better one I swear
sneeze
Order on your body couple strokes to make you cream
Plus you see this print it's impacted by these jeans
I can be your love dealer
Through the night
1st pt. Too Short, 2nd pt. by female]
I love gettin my head blown
I love gettin my nuts rubbed
I love gettin my dick licked
I love gettin my nuts
get you wet up
By a, hating ass nigga who wasn’t raised to know no better
Sad part about it, could be one of your homies that’s mad cuz you looking
They promise you money
If You give up your body
They promise you love
If You give up your body
They promise your life will be so happy
If you just
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