Lyrics:
Tiller
Ex-girl bitter
Stole her heart (Fling)
Spinning my opps for dinner
No beginner I make art
They all really talking shit like I'm no bitch
Yes you
and fighting sleep over nothing that was ever learned
Making an exit 'fore the party's getting over
Barely making 50 cents but I'm still fighting like a soldier
in the sky
I been getting high
You been on my mind but I
Don't got the time
I know you been aight
Without me by yo side
I know that that shit been over
the blind need the
blind I'm talking cash out like my name dollar signs
Don't do the crime if you can't do the time And I'm tryna get paid while you over
I'm like Samson -- Samson to Delilah
There's no denyin', You can try to hang
But you'll keep tryin' to get my style
Over and over, practice makes
it feels so right when
You’re by my side yeah
Pretty sure I should be tired of you by now
Everyone is telling me to let go
But I can only imagine my
baby now
I'm balling on these niggas blow their ankles out
Niggas switched up i don't give two fucks
I be by myself i cant do that fake love
She said
every picture, pretending that we're friends
Eats you up inside as you're looking at my wife
Missing by my side as you're looking at my life
Would've
it out of my vest
Death by designer the worse
I'm dressing her up the best
She asking me what am I worth
What you mean what are you worth, like what
you
We be like la, la, la, la
From the same city as the B-IG
Wanna serve these bars, gotta see ID
Now I'm on they radar, where B dot be
Was a slave for
back with me
Listen
Hey sexy, tell him that it's over
Tell him you my baby
And my coupe is your stroller
Tell him his Louis Vuitton scarf is your
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
the one for me
It's money over bitches, so I'd rather go and get me cash
Don't be thinkin' I'm your boyfriend, just cause you let me smash
I got you, while
nah mean?
Look at you, now look at me, now look at him, now back at me
I'm saying though, I ain't tryna be a nigga, what you playing for?
Came up
oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I must trust with all my heart
That You're bringing me to light
Step by step I'm almost there
Okay, G-Wiz got it
Aye yo Pluto, you going brazy
I just sit by myself when I'm feeling alone
And I can't talk to nobody else, so I'm writing these
excited, the world?s best surprise
and soon to be captured by your eyes
And no capturing, leave your cameras behind
The only thing you need is your body
the keys over and they park it then
I raise a glass to emotions that I bottled in
Chased down by IG models I was following
(Uh)
And they all thought I was
the phone
They take it personal, but only a minor few can understand
What a nigga feeling, 41st 'til I die motherfuckers
I'm still breathing, you a mutt,
ridin' 'round in a Ghost like I run it (I run it)
Yeah, but you know that I'm strapped (I'm strapped)
100K in my lap (my lap)
And I'm on that mud
a loss
The gross of the prison system
Is over 7 billion dollars
Uh, so I'm trapped by the pigs
Feet poored out the car
Laid flat by the pigs feet
Uh, see
comprehend
Girl its over
Even though I'm sober now
Babygirl it's still over
Sorry, had to let you down
But I can't do this no more
You need closure
Little
money
Swagga dripping all over me
Dripping all over me
Told you all my secrets
Regardless you know i love you
I fucked up to let you go
Now im drowning
yeah... yeah... yeah...
Late night remedy
I need you next to me
It's Three:zero zero in the morning
I'm up and I'm yawning
In the morning...
You not by my
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