Froze hearted She left me out for dead They left me out for dead Just like my mama told me I'm back on the road I'm like fuck a friendship That's a costly pleasure I can't afford no homies Niggas plotted on me Damn near laid on me I was begging them for my shot and these niggas played on me I'm back on the road Telling them wait on it I call the shots now And I make the plays on it
Lying to my bitch so much I'm starting to believe it I done bought her one Chanel and she got conceited In school I was selling dope to students and the teachers I'm a self-made nigga, bitch, you wanna leave then leave me Got my heart broken, bitch done threw me back in savage mode If she ever let me fuck again, it'd be a grab and go Would have held it down but bitch you got me looking goofy The way I'm feeling, see your man and might just slap his coofie off Niggas think I'm wilding, they should see me out in action Stop sign on my hip for niggas seeing me in traffic You don't get no points for pulling faggot moves Its cat and mouse out with this cheese, I call it ratatouille Watching out for feds I got keep some dogs with me Niggas super sneak, they'll lay down and get robbed with you Used to hit that pot up with that finger roll Said I used to hit that pot up with that finger roll
Lying to myself so much I'm starting to believe it I tell her that I'm dipping when we both know I ain't leaving I tell her that I'm faithful We both know that I'm cheating I been keeping this a hundred since like '93 Live from the trap and bitch I ain't supposed to be here I get caught with certain guys and they gone give me 3 years Lil' nigga break his arm fucking with that kick back Niggas stole our cousin from us now we want our lick backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
