(BJ on one)
(We love you Heavy)
Mhm-mmm, look, huh
My music so ruthless, just move me, less in a night would win
My life, it ain't perfect, they use me, this happens every time
No patience, I'm patiently hatin', my life been on the line
I got three shawties, I'm stickin' it, and I'm doin' fine (D-Roc)
Huh, very well, put that cutter on your brother, bitch, don't you go kiss and tell
Shawty ain't have shit for sale, that's when I seen they tricks reveal
Shawty always fake as Hell, oh, lil' bitch, don't come in here (Oh, no)
I give her no doubt, but shawty in here movin' slow
I give no fuck if I'm in court, I keep my pockets filled with rolls
Long road, but I know which fuckin' way to go
Next time around, I knock you off, now, don't you try this shit no more
I been puttin' up with these hoes, and I'm fed up and I'm so tired
Lil' moms been in my home, and I think we got soul ties
Catch these pussy niggas, get they issue, that ain't no lie
Kill one that's important, and I sit back, watch all you bitches cry
I don't switch my shoes, this bitch, so how my engine make it glide?
I break all the rules, don't pick and choose, get blues the day you try
Mama, I'm a fool, and all this money do not help it out
Mama, I'm so cruel, and so I'm pointin', no, I won't come around
Bitch, tie up yo' shoes, take off one, watch how I gun you down
Now, get back up
Told youngin keep his .30 tucked
Lift him up, they bring me down
We outsiders, don't fuck around, majority of 'em don't fuck with us
Sometimes, I wonder, "Who love me?" 'Cause I got none
Sometimes, I need you here for me,
And it's a thug nigga story, and it's a million
Don't explain who thuggin' me
'Cause I need to know where my Codeine
'Cause I'm caught up movin' slow in my own dream
And I'm caught up with this ho that don't love me
I might as well go and die in my sleep
I might as well go and buy
I might as well just see these crackers, ain't nobody around
I might as well pour a five in the sixteen
No sleep, drink the whole thing, whole thing 'til I'm gone
She so wrong, know she ain't never move on
And she know she belong in here with a thug nigga
Ain't got no time for sneakin' 'round, I be tryna thug with her
She just don't wanna confess the fact that she don't need me
Behind my back, she schemin'
Sometimes, I wonder, "Who love me?" 'Cause I got none
Sometimes, I need you here for me,
And it's a thug nigga story, and it's a million
Don't explain who thuggin' me
'Cause I need to know where my Codeine
'Cause I'm caught up movin' slow in my own dream
And I'm caught up with this ho that don't love me
I might as well go and die in my sleep.
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