Lyrics:
The truth is always good to know
She told me she don't love me then I told that bitch it's mutual
Why am I feeling so strange I don't know
They
to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy
from Tallahassee, back up to Georgia
Ayy, I pull up and get the front end, they watched me back in
Told that bitch I was on my way up, she watched it
I think I know where all my problems come from (California)
I never really had the guts to look under that log
I need them all, all, all to love me
ride by myself that's the end of discussion if
I cut em off got two words for em fuck em huh
On the way to a Millie got 10 in my duffle
This new richard
Either way
Either way
Either way
Either way, either way
Ass shots, real or fake
That ass gon' jiggle, for 'em anyway
Ain't fuckin' with me
Lil shorty workin wit some ass
Big Guap on me
These knots on me I spend it fast
The way she twerkin it for me
Might spend my last
Might take yo bitch
girlies on the corner, and phifey can't solve 'em
How did she say it, I'm curious G
DOes she say honey love me, or baby baby, funny
Anyway, we say what
on the corner, and phifey can't solve 'em
How did she say it, I'm curious G
DOes she say honey love me, or baby baby, funny
Anyway, we say what we wanna say
right here waiting on you with some open arms
Come to me, I’ll be your Richard Marx n Journey to the sun
‘Cause I know the way you vibe
‘Cause I been been
clap gon put the city on the map
I'm focused on this rap ain't no more drinkin' out the tap
Punn had showed me all them I'm bows fascinated by the trap
I
girlies on the corner, and phifey can't solve 'em
How did she say it, I'm curious G
DOes she say honey love me, or baby baby, funny
Anyway, we say what
I been textin' her all night (night)
She know I was goin' wrong (yeah)
She left me right on read now
I'm walkin' with my head down
I gotta keep my
Shawty like cash, she just like me for real
And the way she throw it back
That girl worth more than mil, mil, mil
No girl holds a candle,
your girl like
when we air it out
I know that she loves me by the way she puts me in her mouth
And I'm Malcolm with the X amount
Ride around town with the shooters
tryna hold me
These niggas tryna fold me
I swear to god they want the old me
Im just lost in my feelings
I turn my pain to power
Im smokin by the hour
She
couple
And I could tell by your purse game that your nigga truly loved you
So many bags, only if you knew the struggle
Still got the ones that she had
a pair of heels
We just havin our way we just havin our way
She surprised she got laid been laid on me
I'm rocking too much double g
Can't get your heart
more millions
More money, more killers, shit just make me more vicious
I flew her out on the one-way, ain't been back, 'cause she on tour with us
abusin me
But as the time went by I got another slimmy
And she was just like the first one screamin gimme
But not in the exact same way
She had a different
Started talkin to them porch lights
She got a nigga
But she still gon' fuck me 'cause I'm rich
Don't let your pride get in the way
Made it from by the gas
baby's so amazing
Let me sit back and count the ways
One, she the sh two, she legit
Three, cause she could get it
I love my chick
I love my lady yup yup i
buggin' on the way this sound
But you know I love the way my chick be holdin' it down
Extremely thorough by the way she reppin' it hard
Travel anywhere my
Either way
Either way
Either way
Either way, either way
Ass shots, real or fake
That ass gon' jiggle, for 'em anyway
Ain't fuckin' with me
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