Lyrics:
bloody sheets
It's just a part of the game he didn't feel
Bitches will kill, fuck a nigga, out his last d-uh dollar bill
You don't know that hoe main
as time goes by
But that is only possible with you by my side
We're the authors now grab a pen
I want to make this story a ten out of ten
This story
This
Now, all the neighbors in her block
Have offered things, you see
They'll even pay the wedding bills
To just get rid of me
Yelling more, more, more
to the other one (Bye)
In that beamer thang
Lookin' for some double cups (Vroom, vroom)
You ain't in it, man
Done all you could've done for us (Uh, uh)
She want
But that don't negate the fact I want my Momma eating steak, behind a gate,
On them hills while overlooking the lakes
Not worried bout a bill; She know
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
honestly don't understand your thoughts of exposing me haha
She want me on film no deleted scenes taking off her panties, undoing her bra
She amazed by
teach ya
You got it, they want it
You give it oooo
Then they don't need ya
Rep for my section
9 for protection
I want it i get it i grind out here
Jus
say they already knew
Does your life present undefiled evidence
In your heart, who takes residence... that settles it
Don't you know you're a witness
You can tell em that you hurt or you sick
N they don't give a shit
They ask one question
When you coming back in?
N when you do they want obituary
streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they
my neck
You ain't seeing me buying no wedding rings
She want the money to get up and leave me
Saying she love me she really just need me
Love me cuz i
my
Niggas now and you know how it go yeah you know how it go yeah
Please don't say you want love if you really don't please
Don't say you show love
worry bout payin' no bills
We different in build
Way to affected by feelings I feel
Nothin but real
Could never be fake that shits weird I don't how
[Verse 1 - Scarface]
I use to watch you on stage gettin'money, lookin lovely
Got these niggaz offerin they pockets tippin you twenties
'cause you
on my hands I just made it out the farm
No I made it out the forest
Had to hunt before forage
I don't front I move it forward
Yes I want it
Yes I want it
TO KEEP IT REAL.
I can't seem to satisfy you,
Bitch she trippin' bout' the BILLS!!!
They really ain't paid, but you gotta hand it,
This bitch gotta be
motherfucker
Next to me, you a test tube motherfucker
We kinda rude, motherfucker
Get too close and bucka! Bucka! Bucka!
Don't want no problems, y'all
Fuck
I don't feel nothin'
Goin' numb to this shit
But I'm still buzzin'
Like I'm dumb off the scripts
I got bills comin'
Every month it's a flip
Was a lil
Ninjas got drive
They got to walk home
Me and Bluff in the lab making the product they hear in a car full of women passing by on they stroll home
Yo I dont
allowed to fuck, ho, I'm in show biz
Sets in the hood want me for dead
So I paint my tag on they forehead
Stick your little 'kay by my taggin'
You can fit
remember the reason you’re doin it
I’ve been bankin on this rap thing
But that don’t even my bills
I ain’t made shit from this rap game
But that don’t
tender kiss
Now all the neighbors in her block
Have offered things, you see
They'll even pay the wedding bills
To just get rid of me
Yelling more,
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