Lyrics:
to reassess
Talking to your friend and I don't really care what she says
Every second that we grew apart, it's hurting me less
You can take your cheatin' ass
the fuck is a list to me?
I'm used to not being on it, I expect it out 'em
Heck wit' 'em, I get my respect without 'em
Ain't really been into diamonds
D-Nice and McBoo, they're down with us
Ms. Melodie, she's down with us
Just-Ice and DMX, they're down with us
My manager Moe, he's down with us
40K, now she act different (let's go)
And her ass different, look, my cash different
I'm gettin' money on purpose, you got it by accident (that's
lustful situations
So feel the vibrations, she's the mother of our nation
Now for oh so long you stood by us so strong
even when we done wrong,
a little head but I wasn't really cheatin'"
It's hard when your lady don't believe what you say
And what you did in the past you gotta live with today
She
on, Isaac Grimm
You really need to show him how much you care
How much you care
I been cheatin' on me wife for years, a pirate has no soul
I don't see
uh
I had to fly the bitch and put her right on a jet but she basic to me, yeah (let's go)
Wasn't even at the crib when she landed, I made that bitch
gettin stiffer
Fuck her right then pass it to my next nigga
Or maybe the next of the next niggas
I'm gettin paid
I'm not phased by a rapper in anyway
My
to him
I mean, yeah, he got a bitch, but she don't have sex with him
She be out here cheatin'
Live hoe off all of the percocets, she act like she sleepin'
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
and never let these bitches know ya
And even though I'm gettin' high, a thug nigga gettin' by
Catchin' bitches spittin' lies, I'm gettin' mine
All day, I
really hold me down
I don't like the vibes, when she be not around (When she is not around)
Say she like the way I sound, oh
Both in love with gettin high
just start boppin' her head when I pop on
I kill every damn beat that I hop on (yeah, yeah)
This bitch don't even listen to rap
I'm the only nigga she
once
She already looking at wedding gowns
I just entered the VIP section
I was hangin’ with hellhounds
Know what we on about
Really no flex zone
She be
of the family
We trappin' out of the bandy
She see the bread now she hop out her panties
Woah
Fly as I can be
I'm talking money they don't understand me
She off
Man, first of all, look, I'm havin' problems in real life
Fuck all that internet shit, I'm not into that shit
She havin' problems too, she just
Stop accusing me
Is you niggas really gettin' money or not
Stop confusing me making rap money
Of course I got the strap dummy
I'm with my slime niggas
watching she gone fuck around and get hit
You know Roc stay wit the shits got yo bitch all my dick
I can't really fuck wit u squares cause my circle on they
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
the ghetto go figure
Yeah she got macked by some dope dealin' nigger
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
See all
same name
Everybody getting high on the same thing
Focused on just gettin by tryna maintain
Every damn night
We do the same things
Same shit, different
I just fuck bitches by twos
She suck on my dick, oh damn we gettin lit wit it
I go so crazy you snoozing, you losin
You know that My nigga can vouch
on my really glistening
She keep talkin’ she ain’t listenin’
Why you actin’ like you with the six
You ain’t never even seen a brick
Why did shawty call me
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