SOB
1600 Trey
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How the f*ck you come around just to use me? You telling lies, your nickname should be Tubi I got a question? what do I deserve? I don't know I can't put this shit in words How you doing with me Aye You coming over? hurry up lil baby I don't talk to anybody, I'm getting nervous lil' baby Back in the day I tried to take you out You curved me, lil' baby She told me she'll take a bullet for me, Take this perk, baby I don't wanna talk I don't Conversate with f*ck niggas, don't f*ck with the law I'm a country boy, how you doing? Raised from the south They started killing in my town, so I u turned my route I copped a UHaul, back it up that bih go Beep Beep I'm unfeeding, John Cena, y'all can't see me I'm on Venus, dirty dancing with a ballerina I'm off the meter, Rip 23 right on Bay Cedar Rip lil Sterling, Rip, lil Pat You ain't gotta worry, I always got y'all back Why the f*ck y'all lil' niggas leave me like that? I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't Aye don't call my phone you know I'm turning Straight cut throat My guard up, Watching all you niggas back against the ropes And my father told me do not stop and I say let's go He told me, you held accountable for anything you do it's on you I'm in my bag, bitch, I run it up, I f*ck it up, I turn it up I got a bag now, in my bag now they can't stop us And they mad at us, cause all along they was not us And I fell off with my day one he was Jealous How the f*ck you come around just to use me? You telling lies, your nickname should be Tubi I got a question? what do I deserve? I don't know, I can't put this shit in words how you doing me I don't know you, I don't, I don't know you, I don't want you Aye don't call on my phone bitch I'm so Antisocial You gon' f*ck around you gon' f*ck around you gon' find out I don't want this no more call the time out They don't want me to be a man, they want me crying loud You fucking with this new gen, I say f*ck no You fucking with that new plan, I say f*ck no You fucking with that new car, I say f*ck no You fucking with that bad broad, I say f*ck no I don't wanna kick it with you, kick it with you f*ck niggas I lost a lot of money fucking with you f*ck niggas I lost a lot of real ones to some f*ck niggas And I put that on God I can't trust niggas Hey, I got my head on a swivel Baby throw that ass back and show me how it jiggle I like your vibe, motivation you is not a gold digger I got a plan, like what you saying? let's make a baby Let's go standing on business, in front of me I kill it They don't wanna hear this my logo my blueprint Ayy, make these hoes feel me, I don't think they hear me Tell them this the real me don't play like you stupid
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