Uh, no, no Yeah, no, no, yeah I don't say sorry 'cause my mama ain't make no sorry nigga I might apologize (Yeah)
Put your trust in me (Music) You might get fucked up My family on some shit, ooh, all they know is tough love Said that truth might be turned up too loud for all you lame bitches If you ain't my dawg, I don't give a fuck We fuckin' the same bitches
Only difference, you gon' get attached And she gon' fall in love and she gon' still text me back, yeah She just wanna fuck again Soul ties got her stuck again I'ma send a text like, "Baby girl, you next, right?" Pullin', make the nets rock Do it hold your neck right? I don't do love, might do that drug in my next life
She say love got a definition To the world, it's all different She was raised by them streets She need love with a little tension She was raised by them streets She need love with a little tension She was raised by them streets She need love with a little tension
Put your trust in me, you might get fucked up My family on some shit, ooh, all they know is tough love Said that truth might be turned up too loud for all you lame bitches If you ain't my dawg, I don't give a fuck (Woo) We fuckin' the same bitches (Okay)
If you got a hustle, you can ride with me Gotta watch the shit you teach your daughter, she your prodigy Told me that she want it upstairs in iguanas ('Kay) Moving like a mamba, but she somethin' like her mama, oh Everybody know that she gon' come up out them clothes And she gon' do it for a G.O.A.T She never did it for the low, yeah Blue face, blue face, she need some hundreds All about her money
She was dancin' and she whispered that love got a definition To the world, it's all different We was raised by them streets We need love with a little tension, oh Oh, we was raised by them streets We need love with a little tension Love got a definition To the world, it's all different We was raised by them streets We need love with a little tension, oh, hey We was raised by the— We was raised by the—
Uh, by the blocks with the shots and the .30s Fuck you if you perfect, you know you cannot swerve me, heard me Better not show self when you hit this block 'Cause if you do and your windows tinted, brodie might just let off shots
Love got a definition To the world, it's all different We was raised by them streets We need love with a little tension Hey, we was raised by them— Oh-ohTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
