MARIE (feat. No Lak, RaLee & E.A.K.J.)
Black the Freethinka
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I been woke 3 days cooking songs up Ramen noodle dinners soaking the Patron up I dun lost 3 albums on a flash drive Every since I been looking for it like a crack high I tell a bitch I ain't nudding like the last guy If I say jump all I wanna hear is how high You ain't fucking I ain't even bouta ask why Tell me you ain't suckin' you gon have to get a cab ride And you can see it in my eyes I'on try to fake it I see the truth thru dem lies i'on try to weigh it They don't wanna be your peace got me meditating Kevin Samuels died them bitches celebrated I love hard but I trust a hoe as far as I can see one So enough to make me leave all the others I'on see one Bitch tried to trap me I'm like nah that was pre-cum Quit capping cus I know what's happening with all the reruns Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me When I put the switch on the glock, it got a fat head Baby it's all hunneds in rolls I need atht big bread Freaky bitch thought she had one violate my son in bed If u think we fuckin' in da same bed bitch that shit is dead I'm picky when it come to my women, what dem taxes say Yes she wrote everything off but ain't got it bad Stress free relationship shit, she don't even ask Stay talking cash shit though, cus she got a bag Had to work hard for every P, I took the Hardaway Trap jumping stupid crazy, call it Vince Carter day Gotta be grateful for this shit, cus you can loose it all Look at the Vanderbilts, see they dun lost it all I'm going out like Rockefeller's, see this one for the greats My bloodline good forever, and all my partna's straight We don't even f*ck wit banks, we f*ck wit credit unions Better be smart lil nigga get some whole life insurance Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me I ain't picture perfect but f*ck it let's paint this picture I'm a man of God but f*ck it let's burn the scripture Homerun hitter almost fucked around killed a pitcher And its all fun and games til J pulled out the liquor Bad bitch on the table she turned herself to a stripper Man its sumn in the water I'm making these niggas sicker Had to grab a couple P's just so I can survive the winter When it hit next spring just know Imma become richer Lion heart like I'm Richard I turned myself to a King Say the stay out on the block but I seen em hangin wit fiends Nigga how you gettin' money you really living yo dreams Say they want me out the way do they even know what that means Been grinding for a little dun turned that shit to a lot And I'm still on the rise just hoping I don't get shot Cus my city vile, they'll put ya ass in a box They ain't never had nothing just want a taste of the top Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Damn, like it's 2003 Turn him in to black entertainment call em B.E.T. Why would I, think about these niggas they ain't think bout me Half of these so-called friends tryna to shine on me My ex bitch mad lil bitch can't get no time from If loyalty was priceless why this bitch gon drop a dime on me Now this bitch making fake pages tryna follow me Imma treat her like these lame niggas watch me make this cheese Fake niggas really in yo face just gotta make em see Hating niggas really can't see me but I'm not J.C. Boy ain't balled since twenty thirteen you the real J.C Treat that nigga like a loose leaf stomp em in the street Boy yo bitch pussy overloaded filled her up with meat A cocker spaniel damn near whatchu smoking thinking that it's beef But really I know how to handle phonies lemme dial my peeps These niggas doing stupid shit just to get clout Whatchu know bout sacrificing when the shit hot Man the way you niggas moving must be a pitstop Like I can tell you must be doing it for a bitch huh You got that switch you better hide hello Bin Laden Like if you catch me wearing chains I don't pick cotton Like if I ever see a whip I'm gon whip rocket Bitch I'm from the dirty glove it's a bit toxic I'on care too much bout love is the trust honest I just bought my bitch some pants she dun busted out em My son picky I'll never give em Mcdonalds Life bitchy I'm just tryna get a nut out her Yo bitch picky I won't let her get a nut out me I'm still vicious by myself one man army Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
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Written by: Anthony Dobbins, Kevin Moore, Malik Lackey, Rashawn Lee, Tina Marie
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