Lyrics:
I'm wonderin' why
What happened to those days when you cherished me?
Damned if I let 'em try to embarrass me
I don't wanna cry
I don't wanna cry
gon flirt
Make me stop breathing bae take off your shirt
Head up young nigga you gotta stay alert
Don't get caught lacking don't get put on a shirt
Pull
drip drip drip drip drip drip
Diamonds they dancing missy Elliot
I travel I don’t move or pivot
Im stacking that money till it touch the ceiling
I'm
Ahhh
Charge it to the game
Alone
The worse
You can hear my voice
Gangstas don't cry
Gangstas don't cry
Gangstas don't cry
I charge it to the game
I
and a richard did it back to back
I just went on tour fuck the bitches hit 'em it back to back
I just poured a 4 inside a litter poured it back to back
Pull up in
to rap but it’s been a fit
Now I'm sitting here wondering what's the benefit? (Yeah)
'Cause I don't see the recognition and I eat the competition
But they
dare to look at you now.
So, if you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we leave
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
she mine
Fourth quarter
Yeah we down by 2
But bitch we gon be fine
Lul nigga got a belly now
And bitches down to ride
And bitches homicide when we come
Ragga, them pedals just touch down
Gyal come with you, they're with us now
Boogie got jungle on lock now
I don't cut shapes, I just cut riddim
If it
that nigga now, tomorrow, and shit when I'm 80
Yeah I'm really bout them bucks
Giannis, Tom Brady
Missy Elliot, I play my music she gone lose control
a Ho-Ho
Sorry officer but I ain't going down for no dope
Mama don't cry, mama don't cry
Thank you Mama, I'm gunna change my life
I'm gunna be aight, Mama
Yea my new bitch she turn heads
Don’t love her I love dead presidents
I’m good by myself company come with that extra shit
No baggage fly on this
won't let me fly
And I done seen my mama cry
Ayy, too many times
I was young, I was blind
Couldn't read between the lines
Now a nigga worldwide
Richard, the floor needs sweeping
(Okay boss) now stack some shelves up (Okay)
Richard, we need more chips (Okay)
By now you must know mans pissed
But I'm
My heart's empty and I don't know how to cry now
They'll never know what I feel inside
There's nowhere for me to hide
And I'm just not scared to die
is brought to you
By adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonym, fall back
Been in it before internet had new
MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck on the dick, now the bitch
I want you to get this fuck where he breathes
I want you to find this fancy boy Elliot Ness
I want him dead
I want his family dead
I want his house
from the jet to the beach, got a million-some dollars on me
Got a milli' on me with a Richard Mille on me, I'm the bigger homie
I don't get no sleep, I
just landed Lagos
My momma wonder how son became this paper-chasing
Until I get the Richard Millie See I don't got no time
Cuz by the time my niggas pull
pools
Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too
A lot of people say misogynistic which is true
I don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it
So please
gettin higher
Don't think I'm bluffin
Meet Tommy Lee Curtis, Keith Richards, Eddie Kingwards and David Ruffin
Rick James was in the kitchen lightin
can get it right now, I run to the money don't need a twel
I'm watchin' my back like I am a owl, .30 round extension, baow-baow-baow
Laugh at you
Ever since I was a child
I've turned it over in my mind
I sang by that piano, tore my yellow dress and
Cried and cried and cried
And I don't
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