Rea1ne
Tay900
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Told that hoe don't play with me Ain't got time to be playing So put it to an end I just want new money, I don't need new friends Like a layman ruler, they gon' fold I know they gon' bend If you my bitch, just keep it solid And ride till the end No matter what it is, the bond the same through thick and thin, I stack them hunnids But it's something, how them twenties look on a nigga They turn they back on me How could they change up on a nigga They switched up on me How could they do that to a real one They switched up on me How could they do that to a real one The love I gave wasn't enough With all my heart they didn't feel it My mama taught me bout these niggas But I didn't wanna listen Grandma warned me bout them bitches And I paid attention Hard times came by myself I was all alone I can count with one hand How many times they hit my phone Told the guys, be patient My nigga, one day we gon' be gone Shout out cuzzo nem They get them in and they get them gone You supposed to been my backbone But now, I can't trust your soul You supposed to be in a real one, but fold You broke the code, got my heart broken By a lil' ho That real code don't need fake love or fake friends Please leave me alone Told that ho don't play with me Ain't got time to be playing, so put it to an end I just want new money, I don't need new friends Like a layman ruler, they gon' fold I know they gon' bend If you my bitch, just keep it solid And ride till the end No matter what it is, the bond the same Through thick and thin, I stack them hunnids But it's something, how them twenties look on a nigga They turnt they back on me, how could they change up on a nigga They switched up on me, how could they do that to a real one Stoning of a wood I'm finna roll me up another one If she pull up, must come with a friend, ain't no one on one Real niggas cut like me, rare And you not one of em These fake cartoon-ass rappers, they can't compare to us Tossed that ho up with the guys, lil' baby burnt up Remember jugging licks for the money, one day and lucked up Hitting high school with the pack, had that bitch turnt up I don't f*ck with none of you niggas, feel like I'm Donald Trump O-T-Dub, I'm from the slums, and you not one of us They tried to ride the wave, knowing damn well, they can't surf with us I pass the ball assist with the bitch, no, we don't lay it up Niggas throwing slick shots, but they know not to play with us Told that ho don't play with me, ain't got time to be playing So put it to an end, I just want new money, I don't need new friends Like a layman ruler, they gon' fold I know they gonna bend If you my bitch, just keep it solid And ride till the end No matter what it is, the bond the same Through thick and thin, I stack them hunnids But it's something, how them twenties look on a nigga They turnt they back on me, how could they change up on a nigga They switched up on me, how could they do that to a real one
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