Lyrics:
nigga thats a fact
She should join the stage crew cause she don't know how to act
Say she like how I be rapping
Off the dome I do no cappin
Told me hit
what I would see
(I don't know)
Yeah
That's where the blessings come in
My Lord's
Gotta future for His children
Just gotta trust Him
Yeah I know
been rich too, ain’t see my vision, nigga ain’t want Trust me
*Chorus*
You got a nigga at home & don’t like him, you want walk away, but that’s all
yall goin' through man just look at it just like that..
small problems, ya heard me
Do what you gotta do bruh, I don't wanna here nobody say I can't,
I
play
Every secret you tell me I weaponize and air it out just to slander your name
I don't wish good on you
I don't wish good on you (facts)
I don't wish
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone baby
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone baby
I know you're home babe
I know you're mad at me
But you don't have
paper cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah
I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
So she call me cabron
wonderin' if you thinking the same
My niggas tellin' me that I'm stupid, I got played
I don't want no one else, and I doubt that'll change
I always said that
on Hollywood boulevard
Ya get run over by a car
Big saws the size of the teeth of Jaws
Chop you into jig saws, pop you with a sig saw
Starin' at death like
on
I've just got to have ya
Come turn me on
I don't mind if I'll never feel this way again
Honey, love me tonight, we'll make it right
There's so much
on
I've just got to have ya
Come turn me on
I don't mind if I'll never feel this way again
Honey, love me tonight, we'll make it right
There's so much
saved
I don't have a Heaven or Hell, to get you in my friend
(He loves us all) yes, he does (he love me, he)
So give him your heart, it's a very good
wrist it be froze
I used to post up right there by the store
Now I'm in Patron buying Dior
Walk into Capsule we shopping some more
Can't trust these
guess I'll give you some time
Please don't take too long
I need you by my side
Answering your calls
Is what's gonn set me right
For now, while you're
Times ticking
Wait for you to come over
When you get here lift weight off your shoulders
Why so far come closer
Let me hold ya
Baby
Don't know why
that conscious shit and that black love
We don't trust a bitch check fraud got her bringing bags to entice us
Counterfeit scams got her flipping 5 bands
run up the score
You already know it's me, make bands by the week, when i'm walking through the door
You know i gotta ill flow, when i'm in here i get
just us
Ya wanna know sumthin it's a big dick tight pussy thang
Make us both cum
Call me when you need some one to talk to, someone to fuck you
just us
Ya wanna know sumthin it's a big dick tight pussy thang
Make us both cum
Call me when you need some one to talk to, someone to fuck you
time round fuck a new dime (New dime)
Bitch can't see, took a new line (New line)
She got a quick nose bleed, rub it 2 times
Don't get the blood on me
still by my side and
We'll figure out what life is
It ain't no feelin' like this
Ni-nines hitcha back
Bitch get back
We cant pound up
Iun trust a soul
lookin stupid so u know I gotta bust through
Any fuckin thing that's in my way yea it must move
They watch from a distance but they don't really trust you
treat real ute
cffi check mi self an mek a regroup
Dem fren ya see tru
Deh by mi self wi nuh need you
If u dont give up dont give up u neva fail
Man deh
comparin' to that Vamp shit
But acid the reason I stay up (Acid)
All these lil' niggas sound just like me
But trust me, I really don't say none
But trust me
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