Back to Top

A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - No promises Lyrics



A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - No promises Lyrics
Official




(Cardo Got Wangs)

At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you

I can't make no f*cking promises
Lifestyle getting out of control
Lifestyle getting ludicrous
I made a milly in less than a year and I blew that on stupid shit
Typed it in like "How to make a milly", I used to google it
Savannah just wanted to see me perform and got hit over stupid shit
I woke up and saw the shit right on my phone
They don't know who the shooter is

You never know
Never feel untouchable
I touched your soul made you feel so comfortable
If I let you go I would feel so skeptical
Unacceptable, but I still gotta let you know
Yeah
That I can't make no f*cking promises
I can't make no f*cking promises
I can't make no f*cking promises
Yeah

Lifestyle on the road sheesh
Used to always want a rollie now I want a new two-tone gold Patek
Yeah, we couldn't go to Phillipe's
I had to be on that corner until it was morning so me and my niggas could eat
I be the one with the sauce
I never thought it was sweet
I got my foot in the door
They never gave me the key
I had to turn to a ki
Even when I was a boy, I was the man in the streets
I was the man with the heat
I was a beast, sheesh
He had her heart, but she tried to give it to me (damn)
But she can't keep no f*cking promises
Shit, I'm coming with a lotta money
Money comes with a lotta shit
Told Mo, "Bring the studio to everywhere we go" and that's a lotta hits
Slo-mo in my videos when the lights out, all my diamonds hit
Something 'bout blue faces I like money conversations
Whole lotta 20's that's basic
Nigga f*ck it I'm shameless
Can't f*ck with a snitch nigga if you get caught don't say shit
Have you ever met another nigga like me?
I bet you won't say shit
I went from rags to riches
I bagged the bitches that gave me the straight face
I hit the baddest bitches
It's sad, but I had to curve 'em the same day
I treated them bad
I wouldn't be mad if I was to get treated the same way
So treat me the same way, same way, same way

I was a savage to you
I had to give up and put all my hoes to the side
I swear if I ever left you in the cold
It's 'cause it was colder inside
Look I swear if you ever try to leave me alone
I hope you don't turn to a thot
Most of the niggas that call me only hit my phone because I get money a lot
I be the one with the dough
You say you gon' take it, but nigga we know that's a lie
Even before we was on, the money was long and we used to f*ck with the spot
Bitches be singing my song
I knew I was on, right when I bust down a watch
Niggas was hating before and they hate on me now
But don't got shit say to me now
I was gonna do it to her, but I don't really wanna use her
Keep giving excuses, when we really gonna link up?
Even if I sound stupid, I'ma say what's real to her
Even if she not truthful, f*ck it I'ma still be good with you

At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




(Cardo Got Wangs)

At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you

I can't make no f*cking promises
Lifestyle getting out of control
Lifestyle getting ludicrous
I made a milly in less than a year and I blew that on stupid shit
Typed it in like "How to make a milly", I used to google it
Savannah just wanted to see me perform and got hit over stupid shit
I woke up and saw the shit right on my phone
They don't know who the shooter is

You never know
Never feel untouchable
I touched your soul made you feel so comfortable
If I let you go I would feel so skeptical
Unacceptable, but I still gotta let you know
Yeah
That I can't make no f*cking promises
I can't make no f*cking promises
I can't make no f*cking promises
Yeah

Lifestyle on the road sheesh
Used to always want a rollie now I want a new two-tone gold Patek
Yeah, we couldn't go to Phillipe's
I had to be on that corner until it was morning so me and my niggas could eat
I be the one with the sauce
I never thought it was sweet
I got my foot in the door
They never gave me the key
I had to turn to a ki
Even when I was a boy, I was the man in the streets
I was the man with the heat
I was a beast, sheesh
He had her heart, but she tried to give it to me (damn)
But she can't keep no f*cking promises
Shit, I'm coming with a lotta money
Money comes with a lotta shit
Told Mo, "Bring the studio to everywhere we go" and that's a lotta hits
Slo-mo in my videos when the lights out, all my diamonds hit
Something 'bout blue faces I like money conversations
Whole lotta 20's that's basic
Nigga f*ck it I'm shameless
Can't f*ck with a snitch nigga if you get caught don't say shit
Have you ever met another nigga like me?
I bet you won't say shit
I went from rags to riches
I bagged the bitches that gave me the straight face
I hit the baddest bitches
It's sad, but I had to curve 'em the same day
I treated them bad
I wouldn't be mad if I was to get treated the same way
So treat me the same way, same way, same way

I was a savage to you
I had to give up and put all my hoes to the side
I swear if I ever left you in the cold
It's 'cause it was colder inside
Look I swear if you ever try to leave me alone
I hope you don't turn to a thot
Most of the niggas that call me only hit my phone because I get money a lot
I be the one with the dough
You say you gon' take it, but nigga we know that's a lie
Even before we was on, the money was long and we used to f*ck with the spot
Bitches be singing my song
I knew I was on, right when I bust down a watch
Niggas was hating before and they hate on me now
But don't got shit say to me now
I was gonna do it to her, but I don't really wanna use her
Keep giving excuses, when we really gonna link up?
Even if I sound stupid, I'ma say what's real to her
Even if she not truthful, f*ck it I'ma still be good with you

At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Artist Dubose, Ronald LaTour
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - No promises Video
(Show video at the top of the page)

Tags:
No tags yet