Lyrics

Oh, what's the motive? Do you really love me? Gotta show it Why you tryna hang on? Bitch, it's over (Lil Bean that's a slam) Baby, do you love me? Or love me not? Shit with us don't even feel the same I wonder why It's getting hard to hold up all my feelings that's a sign Shouldn't be no ifs, I gotta know you down to ride I done cut some people off for less, we couldn't touch I had a hard life, I'm just grateful I'm alive Zero with the family, not a game shit for life My brother and his feelings, he just poured them in a spray Every time lil' baby shake the room, she look righteous Four-year-old that weed, count them blues on that night stiff Sorry I can't never leave my Glock, that's my right hand Skelly Cartier, that's like 60 on my brake man I can't even tell you what it is, but I like you When you see these diamonds hitting hard, they gon' fight you Younger really got it out the mud, I'm on i-Tunes Same niggas that was speaking down for the title Baby, let me know (what's the motive?) Do you really love me? (Gotta show me) Why you tryna hang on? (Bitch, it's over) Whole gang pullin' up (Range Rover) Still on that same shit (I'm just older) Brother dropped the deuce in the (in a soda) Got another video I'm with (motive) Know I'm kinda hard to (get a hold of) Baby, let me know (what's the motive?) Do you really love me? (Gotta show it) Why you tryna hang on? (Bitch, it's over) Whole gang pullin' up (in a Range Rover) Whole gang pullin' up (in Mercedes) She just gave me 20K (that's a payment) Always tryna watch me (go watch cable) Thinking bout she G'sing you forever in my favor I'm just glad I got this for your presence I'm just grateful I ain't never took this shit for granted I'm just thankful Baby, when you doing something right, they gon' hate you When you fuckin' with a real nigga, that shit major (yeah) That shit major I can hit that pussy from the side, I got angles Really hit me on that demon time, ain't no angel Baby, you can't just say you Gotta show it what you made of Baby, let me know (what's the motive?) Do you really love me? (Gotta show me) Why you tryna hang on? (Bitch, it's over) Whole gang pullin' up (Range Rover) Still on that same shit (I'm just older) Brother dropped the deuce in the (in a soda) Got another video I'm with (motive) Know I'm kinda hard to (get a hold of) Baby, let me know (what's the motive?) Do you really love me? (Gotta show it) Why you tryna hang on? (Bitch, it's over) Whole gang pullin' up (Range Rover) Baby, let me know (What's the motive?) Do you really love me? (Gotta show it) Whole gang pullin' up (Range Rover)
Writer(s): Gilbert Marquez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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