Lyrics:
was rigged by punks who really hate me (oof)
Two-faced faux friends tryna humiliate me (tell 'em)
Fuck a dap after from filthy rat bastards
Don't
it out by the time that I'm 30
Had a dream I was in room 29, that sh** was great
With two different women, meaning 2 got ate (8)
One was 27, the other
reach for the sky
Smoking my blunt , imma get as high
As you
Fucking on these bitches by the two
All these hoes i don't know which one to choose
a juke joint
So you get two dimes
Cause you got two highs
Two niggas want to smoke
So you got two lies
Think you see two hoes
Cause hoes got
niggas aint real get the fuck bitch dont crowd me
But we gone let em hate from a distance we done cleaned the money it was filthy
We done cleaned the money
They really good at telling lies, they in your way
Like they love you and they always gonna stay by you
You got played by you, now you hate yo moves
of hood
It's 2trill watch how I do it
Bleeding out all on the floor
I had to help myself
It's just a metaphor
I feel like I was all by lone
And I had
Bang
Another nigga being murdered by his own kind
It's a sign that my own brother tryna take mine
Hate on me nigga yeah you hate yourself take from
a noodle
That likes to doodle
While you play with your kaboodle
Not a poodle
Just a smitten
Kitten
Who hates mittens
For pittance
Where I’m from it stays
back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go through 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I (ohh, I)
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe (oh lord, lord, lord)
We can fly
Hop up in my bag
You gon think it was a lamb
Two niggas dead
He was walking with his mans
I don't even know them niggas
They probably just some fans
at everything
Go and make it bang, go and make it bang
Gettin' followed by them hollows, go and make it bang
Niggas ain't been to church in a minute
But it's
like we're losing touch
Girl I've had enough
I don't want your filthy love
We were soulmates never meant to be
Your love is deceptive
Lies on top of lies
hurting
I know your shy
I'll always be here and dont ask me why
Let's stand by through the Stormy weather
This filthy rapers dont deserve to live forever
latitude is only 6
Degrees from bad mood i'm not a bad dude
Just scruffy beard and tattoos
And my bad views might seem
A little too taboo
They only hate me
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
made it
Been a long time in the game
But we stayed to make it
Hear these lies all the time
Yeah the people hate us
Try to bring us down
But they
last you from 2 days
Weeks
Months just pass you by
Now you on the side
Line dont even try
Dream barely alive
Beat switch frequent as yo mood change
But so is cod liver oil
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa
by second and minute by minute
"It's like lotto you gotta be" "in it to win it"
Shakin' mind breakin' on their own demise
Lies tax to the max
he been preaching lies preach preach preach
I don't wanna play no uh uh
I don't wanna play by your filthy rules uh uh
Hell no all about my business uh
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
cuz gettin' by ain't enough (ain't enough)
Verse 2
Fell in love with an angel and it happened so quick
Surprised she felt the same way, ain't know
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