likethis

Nigga wanna style like this, huh Nigga wanna drive like this, huh Two coupes, i'mma ride that bitch, You got low XP, you can't drive that whip, huh That boy got lined by a bitch The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh Gotta tighten up a bit Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh Nigga wanna style like this, huh Nigga wanna drive like this, huh Two coupes, i'mma ride that bitch, You got low XP, you can't drive that whip, huh That boy got lined by a bitch The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh Gotta tighten up a bit Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh I just poured up 'cos I had a bad day I told my nephew, put me up with Wray's When I left Hakkasan with that lil' bitch, she wanted to go back to her place, huh I walk around like a pricey package, man, these diamonds, they wet like a lake, huh I told my bro take them racks straight to Clapton, lock 'em right up in the safe I'm eating good, I put motherfuckin' racks on my plate, I'm having it my way, huh I can't be telling these niggas my business, so I just tell them I feel great, huh I can't be giving these hoes such attention, that's how my name gets mentioned, huh All black Number (N)ine in the party I stepped in, I try my best just to blend in 'Cos when I step out, they say I'm trying to be different We can't be guys if all you do is judge a lot And if you're like that, then good riddance, I couldn't sleep for three days Cause I was up in the stu' making hits I can't even get too angry at this lifestyle You could just say I'm just way too ambitious Double CC's and my pieces Yeah, my money going up, I just put my bands up in the air like I wanted teachers I keep telling niggas if it's up, then it's stuck, pack it up if you're giving speeches Only time that I went and chased something was a bag, and for that, I did a hundred meters Disregard all the non-believers, cause they stay hating from the outside of the club It's me and my niggas up against the world, and we don't give a fuck because it's us To be honest, I'm just way too locked in, I couldn't care less about such and such I choose to say what's on my mind in my music Outside of this, I don't really say much Yeah Going crazy He's stuck in the loop 'cos he's lazy You don't get nowhere for being shady (But I) Can't ever let a broke nigga play me I can't let them stress me out on the daily I've been in my own space lately If you want some of my time, nigga pay me 'Cos it's only myself that can make me Nigga wanna style like this, huh Nigga wanna drive like this, huh Two coupes, i'mma ride that bitch, You got low XP, you can't drive that whip, huh That boy got lined by a bitch The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh Gotta tighten up a bit Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh Nigga wanna style like this, huh Nigga wanna drive like this, huh Two coupes, i'mma ride that bitch, You got low XP, you can't drive that whip, huh That boy got lined by a bitch The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh Gotta tighten up a bit Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh