Daboulguap - Instrumental Conversations Lyrics

Should I stay or should I leave
I been rollin back to back I need a better way to grieve
I don't wear my heart on my sleeve
Sometimes I be needin to vent so shit I just talk to da beat
Instrumental conversations I swear its talkin to me
Man I feel like money Mitch I want everybody to eat
Gotta be careful who you trust cause shit anybody can sneak
I keep tools ladders and clips cause shit anybody can creep
Niggas quick to bite da hand feed em these niggas greedy
Jimmy Butler how im clutchin on my heat
Niggas movin weird as shit but that aint nun to a G
They was hatin on me fore I even got up in the game
Rushin (russian) tryna take a nigga out like I'm Apollo Creed
But i'm still rollin wit da punches
How I lose it all again I gotta be smarter wit da money
Still doin better than the start cause shit I started this wit nun
I was starvin stomach touchin
Im still walkin through that storm I wonder when its gon be sunny again
I gave my all and then some more I go one hundred and ten
Was never lookin for no handouts I just wanted to win
How you gon leave and then try come back like u love me again
How you gon leave and try and come back like it's all love
F*ck it tho iont need you around I'm still gon boss up
Niggas crabs they try to pull you down you tryna crawl up
Told da fam dont worry I aint stoppin til we all up
If u aint talkin bout no money please dont call me up
They tried to do me like Kyrie they tried to cross me up
You think she yours she for da team
She f*ck wit all of us
Man why u playin wit dis shit u tryna ball or what
You tryna make it you ready to give your all or what
(What you doin wit this shit bro?)
Cause im ready to up da score
Ready for something more
Aint no f*ckin wit me now if you aint f*ck wit me before
These bitches f*ckin on whoever i ain't f*ckin wit these whores
They come and go
Soon as one leave it's easy to go get some more
She peeped I wasn't f*ckin wit her had her f*ckin wit me more
Guap shit on another level they aint f*ckin wit da boul
They tried to lock a nigga out I kick my way straight through da door
And they done did me wrong so many times my heart used to be pure
But its so much weird ass snake ass shit that I done endured
It turned me to a beast
They worried bout da battle I'm just tryna win da war
Niggas throwing shots I try to hit ignore
Cause I know I can really make one call and get these niggas gone
And I know these niggas aint like that forreal so I tried to warn em
Tell me whats its gon be cause dis aint what you want
They just need something to do
They aint got nun on you
I'm top two and aint number two
No pun intended im shittin on these niggas but that aint nun new
I told her "baby I gotta chase get this cheese I cant lay up wit you"
They use you up and kick you to da curb soon as they done with you
Im from Philly where they shootin first aint tryn rumble you
I could call Zay to humble you
Hit ya cookie and crumble you
You know I'm from da trench i adapt when shit get uncomfortable
Dont quit I know you tired but you gotta keep on chasing
Dont quit when shit get hard you know you gotta embrace it
Dont quit you know that diamonds come from rough ass places
Dont quit cause thats the difference between basic and amazing
When the odds aint in ya favor are you gon keep on playin (I will)
When it feel like God ain't answering are u gon keep on prayin (I will)
When the ball is in ya hands shot clock runnin down
Are you gon pass the shot up my nigga or u gon take it (cmon)
Should I stay or should I leave
I been rollin back to back I need a better way to grieve
I don't wear my heart on my sleeve
Sometimes I be needin to vent so shit I just talk to da beat
Instrumental conversations I swear its talkin to me
Man I feel like money Mitch I want everybody to eat
I keep tools ladders and clips cause shit anybody can creep
Niggas quick to bite da hand feed em they so greedy