Lyrics:
mean I don't believe in
Something just cause I don't believe
That there's an invisible man that whispers
To me in the sky
You might be a little
killed by the police
That's why everyday I get down on my knees
And pray that the devil don't take me for keeps
These artist be rappin' like they from
at 'cha)
You ain't mad at me (you ain't mad at me)
After all this bullshit, it's nonsense, no time for that
[Spider]
Niggaz upset me from buckin, they ride
girl in this SRT
Don't be mad at you girl shining right with me
Don't be mad little boy
Don't be mad ayy
Don't be mad little boy
Don't be mad ayy
Dont
a mami water
But your touch make me hotter
Say lemme give you mad lurv
One love, yeah
So don't fuck with nobody
Lemme give you mad lurv
One love, yeah
So
Double my cup, wait, Wock' on my seat (damn)
Switchin' these lanes, got her face by my knee (her head)
Two-hundred ain't shit to me (nothin', nigga)
I
that
Told 'em I'm a beast
Now I see why you get mad
When y'all be walking by
I be feeling on your chicks ass
You ain't do nothing keep moving with your
there shocked as hell
Like, "How the fuck you remember
This shit that well?"
Feds be tellin' niggas what to say
Don’t get me wrong
It's still rattin'
wanted
[Caller number 1]
W boom boom beat baby
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
How you like it daddy (Would ya do it from the front?)
How you like it daddy
a fight
Yo' baby's daddy
He's always trippin'
He don't wanna let it be
Can't stand seein' you happy
Tryin' to break up you and me
But I won't let him
Yo'
Stunna stunning like my daddy
Stunning like my daddy
I be stunting like my daddy
I be stunting like my daddy
See the polo on me
Pull up with a darkskin I
his feelings and his cash
I'm getting bags that why all these hoes mad (WHY YOU MAD HOE?)
Fly lil chick make yo baby daddy brag (I KNOW YOU WANT ME)
Big
on your bitch
And a brand new whip I don't like your type
Daddy told me how this shit's gone be
When you going out there just to grip that mic
When
the life i lived
I dont wanna seem like im filthy rich
I got this watch from my daddy's dad and that fact is what i flex
Rounded by my homies prayin
crazy again
Momma got herself a bloody nose
Daddy slapped her in the face again
Why they always gotta fight so much?
Damn, momma face swole
Me
name I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No nigga can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5" Eazy
Lightskin bitches be mad and talking
man
But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene
He talks about you in his sleep
There's nothing I can do to keep
From crying when he calls your
that I was born
I'm conflicted by the thought
Had to unlearn what they had taught me
Did it my way it made me salty
c few mistakes don't make me
at that, look at that, Makin em Mad
*View! (Car drives by)*
Jacc Spade: View, let me tell you bro. Man these is gonna be the anthems for the summer bro.
can find me in the club, sippin' on some bub
Daddy I got what you need, you a sexy little thug
Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin' for no love
Baby, please don’t cry (Please don't cry)
This gon' be your muthafuckin’ lullaby (Lullaby)
Baby, don’t say word (Don't say word)
Daddy’s 'bout to go
they can’t get me in my feelings
They don’t listen, I be cheating, gave me every reason
Why these hoes always lying, I be lying with them
They be
and a way prepared
To suit your every need if you believe
If you believe so will it be it's true for you it's true for me
Somewhere down that narrow road
sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me (what?)
The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (huh)
Mad question askin', blunt passin', music
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