Lyrics:
heart you're stealin'
Now I don't believe in coincidence
I believe in to be what is meant.
Like a twist in the plot that brings a surprise ending
Where
is it robbing the bitch this time
Who is it copying my fit this time
Who is it stealin' my licks this time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm out of space, shawty
take what from who, huh, what, Nigga ain't stealin' mine
I'm iced out my chain, my watch, my ears
Nigga, I'ma freeze tonight
Yeah, this ain't DJ Khaled
cannot stop this
Stealin' light and droppin' is my last option
Save me from my self, deep down inside, ay
So I really got no reason to hide
I know that
brodie be trappin get packs for the low
I was a youngin stealin from the sto
Now I ran it up I can't do it nomo
I'm breakin the bread with my brudda can't
No, sir, your daughters' with a scammer, I be stealin' pape (dummy)
You can call me Tony the Tiger, I got her feelin' great (feelin' great)
It runs in
Momma sharin' tears, she ain't had no one to depend
Son dropped out of school, the 8th grade, he started stealin
Dropped out of school before the year
posted with bro
They keep on stealin' swag, yeah, I switch up the flow
I swear I been scarred from all that love
Boy, you play with me, you test yo luck
Cuz you didn't have to grow up in That mind state, Bombay
I like a bitch with some long waves
Stop it, huh, before we drop shit You niggas stealin' too
They bought her a hundred-thousand dollar smile
And she's stealin' hearts across the land
A G-droppin', eye-poppin' breath of fresh air
She's workin'
then I up and leave
Yeah, all of my brothers on go, postin' yo girl when I hit on the low
Why you be dissing, you stealin my flow
Think that you sneaky,
you dirty, I could've loved you better
I left you in the cold, my diamonds changes weathers
I got designer for the clothes, you're stealin all my
Lennon
Made it by myself only took me a minute
Boy you broke gotta change how you living
Niggas stealin my style yet they still not winnin
Gon be here for
you'll know you're caught
And also, we're stealin all your thots
More money, more hoes, more cars and it shows
Detectives can't find the BOC killer so
at your feet
Aim at your top and I aim at your feet
I'm in the trap tryna whip up a brick
Stealin' on block, I was servin' them junkies
Lil' bro go get up
Bikin', stealin', god it was heaven
We thought we had it all in grade seven
But oh, oh, oh, I've found
That life goes on
And oh, oh, oh, I've found
Being
win like a lottery ticket
Had to change the swag again, cause you niggas stealin'
You can give a bitch trust
You can give her what she want
She gon' do
on and light it
I been readin', tryna gain some knowledge, now I feel enlightened
Heard that you be stealin' from your folk, you better not get sighted
I seen
Runnin' up and down the coast of Africa
Stealin' motherfuckers
Bring em' to South Americas, the North Americas
Have em' build a motherfuckin' country
that put on big toe Timbs
Big Boy jeans, bottle stealin' pockets
Life's a bitch she tryna kiss
Bring no rubber tryna have kids
Told her fuck that n fuck
talk about my name but on my God I won't allow
Know they lyin' cheatin' stealin' not me, took a different route
U-U-Uh, Yeah, Sick and tired
Ive been
dealin' to drug addicted
From livin' like a thug and stealin', livin' behind Them fences
Stackin' up my money, livin' life, and runnin' a Business
Marrying
need to eat on some kale
Blunt so big, yeah, we poppin' on the bounce, Big-ass bitch, need to hop on the scale
Doin' five times, yeah, we stealin
never guaranteed me a scholarship
So I'm out stealin' shit, I might rob the innocent
Sendin' prayers to the Lord, cause know I'm gonna sin again
In need
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