To the ones who believe in me, I love you, you know
Yeah Hey now, what you say now Backpack Goyard, it was Sprayground I done made rap a living Believe me, I ain't care They should've seen the haters faces when they seen that I shitted I done did it for the ones who ain't believe in me But you stayed down baby whatchu seen in me Moving to a different city, switching sceneries But I still call when I'm leaving, need yo touch Without love you ain't needing much Been through a lot but I ain't grieving much Times got hard and I wasn't sleeping much And I know you hate that for me Lie to your face, I know you hate that shorty Every time you call me I be right there for it Every time you done then I be right back calling Like, still picking up the phone when the phone don't ring I'll take the blame, put it all on me You don't trust a soul but you call on me Every time you down then you fall on me And I'm right there to pick you back up First time that we linked called a black truck Bellhop right at the desk pick the bags up for ya Did everything that I can do for ya
And then I was thinking I probably should switch it up a little bit
Aight, come on
You don't believe in liars Say I add fire to fire Way you looking at my face like I tried ya When baby I ain't even try ya Let's be real Gotta keep it real witcha yourself before you even keep it real wit a nigga Tell me what's the deal wit a nigga I be in my feelings and you still ain't feeling a nigga
You ain't feelin' a nigga You ain't feelin' a nigga You ain't feelin' a nigga You ain't feelin' a nigga
Aye broski, I ain't gon' lie, keep (keep) all that I'm fuckin' wit that That was hard Come on, let's go the next one Wait, let the beat play a little bit Aight, come onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
