Look, a bitch said she hit my nigga I'm like, "Which one?" I keep a couple on my roster never just one (It's never just one) I let these niggas choose me 'cause I can't pick 'em (Ayy) He sent some bags, like which on? I said the big one
Look, it ain't shit to have a nigga drop a bag on me (A bag on me) I am never tripping off a I been had on me (I been had on me) I am not his bitch, I never was Don't throw that tag on me Now, all my turn around ten thousand Do the math on it Diddy told me I was too hard for the radio Shoutout my city, I'm still bussing through the stereos I cut that nigga, got that weight off me like terrio Rest in peace Lijah, I still go cry about your burial
Look, I never felt the need to have to proof myself A nigga can't do nothing for me, I can't do myself Was always putting bitches on, I never was the help My baby daddy hand picked, I put him on the shelf Woke up to this bitch nigga in my bed again On mamas free lil skoot I need that head again I am real humble, not one bitch I think I am better than Said I fell off, sit back and watch me get ahead again
Look, I can never trust no bitch with hella friends I had a bitch from EPA she made me hella bands And honestly one of the worst things that I ever did Was leave a up nigga for a broke one with some better dick But you live and you learn, remember trust is earned And these niggas never yours, so just enjoy your turn A double life tryna feed the hood and feed the church My baby sorry if i hurt you, it's still free the swerve
Look, ya'll be falling for these niggas who stay getting curved It's about who did it better, fuck who did it first A couple famous niggas tried to fuck me for a verse What I hold don't even fit in this Balengci purse A couple of thousand on my neck, but this was trap money Telling me go legal with my rap money I beat my case, a real nigga dropped off the racks for me Don't care if bitches talk about me just put facts on it
Look, was supposed to leave that dick alone but relapsed on it And if the nigga wanted mine, I am keeping tabs on it When you bitches crazy put a at on it So when i run into you, I can put a tag on it When that pressure get applied they don't be feeling that Sneak dissing on the net, no I ain't into that I never had a cosigner bitch I been a threat It's thug life till I die, it's tatted on my chestTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
