(KB too brazy)
(Ayo, Kxnzo)
When they treat you like the strongest, it make you the weakest (preach)
The one that always gon' come through in any battle needed (I got you)
But my pride so big that if I need it, I keep it a secret (I'm good)
So if I ever ask for help, that mean I really need it (facts)
Sometimes I wanna hear, \"I love you,\" 'cause I really need it (I needed that)
And if I ever said I love you, then I really mean it (I meant that)
Used to think that love was blind until I actually seen it (fuck love)
To cut you off, don't need no scissors, nah, just need a reason
Million dollar vision, they won't see it how you see it (it's a blessin')
I'm careful with my heart 'cause they won't treat it how I treat it (it's special)
Drop one ho and got ten more 'cause, ayy, that shit was easy (want 'em all)
But I kept doublin' back 'cause they don't eat it how you eat it (not at all)
And I ain't ask them folks for nothin', just believe in me (that's all)
'Cause what I'm bringin' to the table, man, we all can eat (let's ball)
But they don't even understand how much it mean to me (at all)
They ass don't even know this shit ain't just a dream to me (swear to God)
My life a movie, it's a lot of shit behind the scenes (action)
Fuck the social sites, it's too much cappin' on them things (all that flodgin')
Lately, I've been to myself, nah, I don't wanna link (I'm good)
My eyes so on the prize right now that I don't wanna blink (on God)
Had too many bitches in my circle, it ain't fit right (we was deep)
Them hoes are flop, I tried to see it from the flip side (shit was weak)
Made 'em stand on what they did 'cause it ain't sit right (got 'em outta there)
I could've did them bitches wrong, but, shit, I did right
I ain't fucked about no nigga, but a nigga got me fucked up (on the gang)
He thinkin' he a player, boy, your sorry ass in trouble (stupid)
Livin' single and I'm happy, I ain't tryna be a couple (nah)
Tryna triple all my income now, I gotta do some doubles, man
Money come and go so fast, I blow it like a bubble (blow it like a bubble)
And these bitches counterfeit, they ain't a hunnid, I can't trust 'em (bitches fake)
I be givin' it to 'em raw that's why I'm quick to yell out, "Fuck 'em" (fuck 'em)
Ayy, money make me cum and I be quick to get some money (just like that)
They askin' why I ain't gave up, I got a hunnid reasons
It's 20/20 but you gotta keep that tunnel vision (I see through it)
Bitches two-faced, had me thinkin' I had double vision
And I can't make you be a hunnid, love, that's your decision
"Ayy, man, ayy, any way life's great, man
I'm live from the pen', once again, man
Free Meech, free Big Broad Day, man
I'ma be home soon, man"
(You have one minute remaining)
"Yeah, man, you know I always talk my shit, man
You hear me?
Ayy, man, they know me
I been told y'all a long time ago this shit gon' take off, man, Hear me?
Y'all slippin', what y'all doin' if y'all ain't on that GloRilla?
Come on, man, anyway life's great, man
I'ma be home real soon, man
They thought I was gone, I'm damn near home, Jack
Free the gang, you hear me?"
"Yeah, Big Meech
Free Rambo, bitch"
"Slatt"
compositores: Gloria Woods - Johnny Tyrone Carter - Christian Michael Buchanan
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