Lyrics:
is a hit[00:21.27]Stayin' low-key, gettin' money, gettin' rich[00:24.24]Bitch, I am him, I can't ever fuckin' miss[00:27.18]Bitch, I am him, I can't
means I'm getting to it[00:59.62]Imma product of the streets and sewers, I'm influenced[01:03.02]By the niggas I saw getting the cash, put the shit in
Hourglass, I flip her over see how quick an hour pass
Time flies when you're having fun, doesn't it?
The sweetness help me see through the sour parts
Yeah it
the streets because the streets ain't playing by the code
Told her shake that ass if you got it gon n let it go
You already what you poppin' What you waiting
my truths these are my confessions
Shawty was my boo I broke her heart she learning lessons
Lethal weapon
I just pull up then I hit the section
I'm
Uh huh uh huh
It’s your girl j d y m o n d s baby
She gotta be mixed with something
That’s what they be saying
It’s like
I’m about to tell you in
and overdressed, I can't tell them apart
This one over here's got a little something else
All of daddy's money and she fancies herself
Says she's 21, she's probably
great, if you stay with me
21 letters in the alphabet, you see?
Wait, I forgot about the U R A Q T
Artist love, Artist love
'Coz I feel something so
I had this dream; one of those dreams, if you know what I mean?
There was this girl, well, she was a bit older
I was 21, well that’s what I told her
Cuz' we're a chained nation
Pretend it's all fine
Take a moment to
Listen close to the words I say
What I'm about to tell you
Will make you
played me how you expect for me to feel
Imma simple man I don't ask much but to stay loyal and keep it real
She would call me crying about her problems
I don't care about your groupie she a thot, that's on god
I don't care about your motherfucking beats that shit don't slap
She just posting on her
about to empty the clip and then reload
Live by the code and I die by the code
You act like hoe then i come for your throat
I don't ever boast and but i
She got her legs
Wrapped around my head
Last night in bed
I heard what you said, yeah
She got her legs
Wrapped around my head
Last night in bed
I
just about made it
By the time i went college for knowlege
My fanbase was solid (LOKI stayed modest)
And im so proud i wernt onnit
All ya ever hear
take her
Put a ring up on her finger
By the next week i forgot what I said
Bridge
Now she thinks i’m full of it
I’m thinking of all the things that
I
my..self
Lose my cash
I get really fucked
And then really drunk...
(Something about playing cards
And being from Iowa
And the dealer had 21)
Nothing
at the Fox, no Vivica
Get that pack out the box on the Reebok
When you get the dope and it's recooked
You talking about something that he took
The first
on the side? (Side)
I know you about to lie, lie
All these niggas on my line
But two wrongs, they don't make a right (right)
Something you should keep in
satisfaction then crash
Now, I'm up... disgusted with her yet wanting some ass
You know what? This pool of lust... I'm about to make a splash
And wet something
about Last night at the concert we saw your chick Me and my other buddies we gave her the dick
There is something you should already know by now
There is something on your mind
By the way you look at me
Something on your mind, oh, honey
By the way you look at me
Can what you're thinking
on niggas, no
Now beam me up, Scotty
You gon' find your mommy chopped up in a tub
With "Stop snitchin" written on a note by her body
I picked up your ho
Inside that was crushing her
I got something to discuss with her
I'm coming with the tech
With the ear holes and the mufflers
You're the only one I
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