It's like none of this Gucci or Fendi shit don't help nothin'
I fell in love with how them bitches act They give you the pussy, make sure you give it back Mama said they ever cross them lines just remember that Hoes make your dick hard, but home be where the dinner at Fell in love with lyftin' bitches here, fuck and send 'em back Fell in love with gangbangs, homicides and shootouts Fell in love with I won't say her name, and then we grew out Hate I got so much hate to retaliate, won't cool out Hate I ain't at the gate for my daughter when her school out Fell in love with the mission Fell in love with the squad Scared to catch another case, fuck around and almost died Who said life short? Motherfucker never lied Fell in love with the sound of that 9 when we slide I fell in love with the hate—how that even work? Fell in love with both, I'm just waitin' to see who leave me first We at work, get him if you see him first Mama did doubles tryna meet the first Itchin' to let this heater work Slide a couple bands if you need a verse I ain't tryin' to see a church Everybody last ride be a hearse They overdosin' 'cause they need perks It's about who standin' last, ain't about who bleed first
I know that shit be killin' you (Gotta be killin' you) That shit be killin' me too (That shit fuck with me sometimes) You just gotta eat though
He want Margielas but his baby need Huggies I know she want Chanel, bitch lyin' like she love me They wanna cut me, the prosecutor tryna judge me They can't feel me so they try and touch me That bitch bad but that bitch fussy Extra loud, top speechless She do weaves and she pop pieces These Gucci boots, these are not sneakers These niggas tellin', shirts got speakers Nobody speakin' if the cops breach us That's protocol, man that shit be foreign to most of y'all Hood over my shoulders like overalls Make a couple bands then blow it all Just tryna get my mother the dopest yard Somewhere it don't snow at all and show it off You don't know your employer and wanna see a lawyer If she don't know if you ate today then she ain't for you And if I ever say I love you then that mean I love you I said I ever said I love you then that mean I love you He out cheatin' while his girl sinnin' Somebody caged while this world spinnin' A baby died, her whole world endin' You get your nuts 'fore them squirrels get 'em Either the grave or the jails get him
As long as you want it for yourself (You gotta want it for yourself) Ain't nobody gotta want it for you (Ain't nobody gotta want shit for you)
Champagne dreams, Lamborghini hopes Go and get it or somebody gonna get it if you don't Niggas pushin' when you won't, plug talk gettin' dope They hangin' us with fashion, these bust-down ropes Coppers know your name so they sweat y'all That nigga changed, left y'all Miss another Christmas in that mess hall Don't know if I'm comfortable with this vest off Catch him out of bounds it's all bets off Less niggas talk then the less fall Head from a baddie, nigga gettin' that Priorities I'm fixin' that Grandma hit my phone, still ain't hit her back Nigga trippin' Knowin' damn well she pray for me more than these bitches T-shirt memories, memorial pictures
Shit be killin' me, killin' me, killin' me Shit be killin' me, killin' me, killin' me Shit be killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, killin' meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
