Lyrics:
Baby yea
Still in our ways
Try to let go I'm afraid yea
Chillin'
In and out of love with my feelins' yea
Sinnin'
Stealin' on my heart you a villain yea
that was in his eyes
Stealin' kisses from me on the sly
Takin' time to make time
Tellin' me that he's all mine
Learnin' from each other's knowin'
Lookin'
and haters stealin' her fire
But, there's a change in the weather
It won't be long
Look out now, cause here she comes
Let it roll
Roll, little sister, roll
stealin' your heart like a stick up (stick up)
Hop in this pick up and come eat this dick up
'Cause I need you urgent (you urgent)
You might get hurt if
Bitch in her feelings, told that bitch she better play her part
Drug dealin', robbin', stealin', and that's just for fun
These pussy ass boys on my block
Auto-tune savage, bitch, you know that my shit knockin' (you dig?)
If you stealin' swag, I ain't gon' stop it (you dig?)
Ooh, see 'em in the streets and I
Where to start? 5 shirts and a couple of jeans/
Me and my guys on a scheme 'cause that's all we knew/
So stealin' or startin' fights'll be all we do/
But
like Karate
Stealin' swag I know they mad, they tried to rob me
They tried to rob me
They can't deny me
You can't define me
Don't need no ID
They
of this world like an astronaut
Niggas out here and they stealin' the sauce everyday (everyday)
So I just run up the guap and I count up the cake
I can't
and fuckin' they thots
Yes, I'm still puttin' it on for the block, still on my way to the top
And I'm stealin' your food, 'cause my hunger ain't never gon'
can't trust a broke nigga who be stealin' and shit
In that big body Benz, get to kissin' some shit
Ex nigga hit her phone, in his feelings and shit
stealin' money from my pocket
I guess it's time to go, and they said
"Who, who are you?" "Who are you really anymore?"
I said, "Who, who am I, I don't
like my name Crocker
Green Goblin, no, the Grinch, stealin' out the stockings
How to dance, the chick from Grease, the pot's stole, made from Crocker
down
I get the chills every time that you come around
I be poppin' pills every time that you come around
You be stealin' mills tryna give me the run
inside told him "Malcolm don't leave the ratchet"
But he ain't worried, he been lettin' niggas have it
All his life he been bangin', stealin', robbin'
Boys
Boys
Boys
Boys
Boys
Stealin' kisses from your misses
Does it make you freak out?
Got you fussing, got you worried
Scared to let your
That ass up
Stealin' p*ssy
Like capers
Tryin' to f*ck somethin'
But no datin'
I'll never love her
But no hatin'
Fire that p*ssy up
Like satan
I'm
Shit, I even let you rock out
Being Bill Belichick, tapin' from the sidelines, stealin' my shit
But dawg, you was like a mini me
Mocked me, envied me,
I imported those
Women got a lot of them I switch em like my underclothes
I just did a new deal and I got a new bitch
They stealin' my old flows
and the goose
A little Armor and that's at least a hundred proof
Now shorty's eyes wide from the Bentley and the Coupes
She can't stop stealin', so she
so politely daisy
Fuck you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 'bout 280
I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you killin' while you stealin'
Thought you
Afraid to be caught stealin' the land!
On a night like this I start to wonder
What life is all about.
And I always say two heads are better than one
on the interstate
I got a beer stained t-shirt
Lookin like joe dirt
Something 'bout me just ain't right
I'm a cash stealin, drug dealin, loser without any feelin
so politely daisy
Fuck you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 'bout 280
I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you killin' while you stealin'
Thought you
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