Lyrics:
still fuck wit' you no matter what you do
I'ma always love you too
She say she love me and she love
Me and she jus' wanna kiss me
She like I tell
I had to go bet the bank on me
Really can't care what they think homie
I had to get it by my lonely
Out in Miami in amg
Need my wrist flooded two
better do it
You will not have your soul
I don't care that joke getting old
Body shaking its so cold
But I still think I can take one more
Oh no
away
You and all my care
I like to think you're here with me
But closed arms can't hold me now
So if i can't make you happy
I gotta stop thinking why
I passed by my old school ending summer
All these memories still get me so fluttered
When I think bout her eyes I'm feeling something
And I don't
turn informer, nigga, I?d rather fry
My momma lost me to the streets, I told her don't cry
Told her if she understood real she should understand why
I'll fuck you up
I don't care
What you fuckin' think
Next time you try fuckin' with me maybe stop and think
"Why the hell am I so bothered by this
I think I'm ready for love
I need a woman that'll give it up
Someone to love me
And someone to be right by my side, baby
A pretty little girl
you’re not near
Please don’t act like you don’t care
Because You closer to my heart
Even though we’re clearly far apart
I still think of you, I still think
In your natural state, you look better by the way
Hip-hip-hooray, I bought a sick whip today
Bust down Patek face, you think I'm playin' patty cake,
My mother and father about to go they separate ways
I'm a teen in the cross of a painful divorce
I love my mom, and she thinks I'm an angel,
heart for good
I think it's understood
I'll be by her side
Call it ride or die
Cause she's not like the other girls
Don't care about money or pearls
time it get better, you know it will
Ain't gotta ask if you still riding
Never will I question is you still riding
She answer for a nigga if I still
running shit, A-Plus is the one to get
Foul, if you think I'm flippin' on the man with the skills
Niggaz get the dills, still
Hieroglyphics sound
a streetlight
And tells me that he thinks she'll come around
Well I still have her letter neatly tethered, tucked away
I've learned to keep my hopes close
the first day of Christmas, 1961
Everyone ate so loudly but I didn't care
I could only think of Flappie, my dear little Flappie
And my appetite for food
would do
But she still went through
So soft hand on face
This was more than one short taste
I saw you think about it
I saw the eyes you gave me
I know you
thoughts are restless
And Im still misunderstood, but I know
Nothing's but a memory
Yet every now and then, I cant help but wonder
Where she is or what could
see her I just hope that she adores it
I care too much about what everyone thinks
And so the days pass by with me feeling so exhausted
Can't take
an album
She stole my heart, discounted
Cupid shot me for the bounty
What the fuck you doing without me?
I wonder if you still think about me?
I'll just say
But She's there
Cuz every time you do I believe it's true. You don't care that she's there
I remember you and all the crazy things you'd do to stunt
Yeah, that's what we're gonna do
We gon' talk about the street shit
Ayy, look
I don't care 'bout haters, I'm only concerned what hustlers think
V1
Oh
You still in the street
Didn't notice the city keeps growing up
Its older than me
Many men went through wars
cnd lost they lives
you playin witcho' pussy fo' twenty-fo'
In the mo'nin, why I won't call you back
Got another little freak all on my lap
She's been tellin me
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