Lyrics

Row that boat sink that ship I won't kiss no ass Ima run up that bag I got this shit on my own I grew in the gutta they say I move fast They say you a man if you fight But if you don't up it ya toe get tagged That pocket money like a half of brick flip this shit I got bitches tryna Fuck with me they see a nigga lit But I don't want Risks with getting rich can't let em end this shit I say all love but it's still hard for me to let you in and shit Ian no killer but it ain't no thing to get a nigga hit And you know I keep it on me I can't be around in the trenches and have no blick Mama yk that I gotchu cause you always had me whenever I ain't have shit I always bring up my mama cause she all I got who tf do you see me with Besides my self up in that whip yeah I know these niggas ain't really with me they just with all the commas and chips I understand that But why you gone sit here and act like you here then you switch Like what was the point of that We could've brought in them sacks like a quarterback You feel like you ain't slime out what you calling that We ain't no kids you move weird then I'm falling back Only thing I respect is when you keep it a hunnit How you say you don't need me but still taking shit from me I cry out my pain these niggas laughing like some funny Till I pop out with dracs and Glocks and shoot em at ya stomach 223 7.62 you know we keep dem drums in How I get more love shown from these strangers than my cousins And they keep saying Im Buggin when I'm in my bag but I know I ain't trippin When I got that load niggas hittin my line but when I'm on my ass everybody be missin and I'm like
Writer(s): Tyise Garrett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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