No i can't believe in it
All these niggas specious
I can't ever trust a nigga nah
These niggas act devious
I'm at everybody neck, no
No more being lenient
Nina to that nigga neck, pow
Better be obedient
It's funny how niggas pussy, but
They ain't ever seen a clit
They ain't even in the field nah
All they ever see is bench
Now we getting to this paper yeah
All we used to see is lent
Now we getting to this paper yeah
Defeated the penny pinch
I feel like I'm Big Sean nigga
They ain't f*cking with the clique i feel like the chosen one call me the nigga that Jesus picked
I feel like the frozen one nigga
Iced out like a freezer bitch
I feel like a hole in one nigga
Cuz all of this green i get
Heart big and I'm eager bitch
But no I'll never need a bitch
Come drown in this drip lil baby
I'm on my Katrina shit
Now I'm off the meter bitch yeah
My flow like a heater bitch
I pour up in a liter bitch yeah
Then i roll up a finger bitch
I get high for all my lows
Niggas know just where we from
But they don't know where we going oh, oh
I be fly in all my clothes, I'm gonn' lie for all my bro's
I'm gonn' ride for all my bro's oh, oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
I get high for all my lows
Niggas know just where we from
But they don't know where we going oh , oh
I be fly in all my clothes, I'm gonn' lie for all my bro's
I'm gonn' ride for all my bro's oh, oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
The tables dun' turned
Now it is my turn
I do not shake hands these niggas got germs
RIP to my niggas
Them niggas got burned
And free all my niggas who couldn't ever learn
Came out the dirty like a mother f*cking worm
Every blessing i received i dun' earned
Making sure my people straight like a perm
Your future look bleak
You niggas look weak
Talk to laws but you claiming you street
Boy you working for the f*cking PD
F*ck around and do that boy like Ricky
F*ck around and put together a feast
Say a prayer and tell my niggas to eat
Smoking has but you niggas on E
Play with my cash he gonn D I E
Oh oh
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No i can't believe in it
All these niggas specious
I can't ever trust a nigga nah
These niggas act devious
I'm at everybody neck, no
No more being lenient
Nina to that nigga neck, pow
Better be obedient
It's funny how niggas pussy, but
They ain't ever seen a clit
They ain't even in the field nah
All they ever see is bench
Now we getting to this paper yeah
All we used to see is lent
Now we getting to this paper yeah
Defeated the penny pinch
I feel like I'm Big Sean nigga
They ain't f*cking with the clique i feel like the chosen one call me the nigga that Jesus picked
I feel like the frozen one nigga
Iced out like a freezer bitch
I feel like a hole in one nigga
Cuz all of this green i get
Heart big and I'm eager bitch
But no I'll never need a bitch
Come drown in this drip lil baby
I'm on my Katrina shit
Now I'm off the meter bitch yeah
My flow like a heater bitch
I pour up in a liter bitch yeah
Then i roll up a finger bitch
I get high for all my lows
Niggas know just where we from
But they don't know where we going oh, oh
I be fly in all my clothes, I'm gonn' lie for all my bro's
I'm gonn' ride for all my bro's oh, oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
I get high for all my lows
Niggas know just where we from
But they don't know where we going oh , oh
I be fly in all my clothes, I'm gonn' lie for all my bro's
I'm gonn' ride for all my bro's oh, oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
The tables dun' turned
Now it is my turn
I do not shake hands these niggas got germs
RIP to my niggas
Them niggas got burned
And free all my niggas who couldn't ever learn
Came out the dirty like a mother f*cking worm
Every blessing i received i dun' earned
Making sure my people straight like a perm
Your future look bleak
You niggas look weak
Talk to laws but you claiming you street
Boy you working for the f*cking PD
F*ck around and do that boy like Ricky
F*ck around and put together a feast
Say a prayer and tell my niggas to eat
Smoking has but you niggas on E
Play with my cash he gonn D I E
Oh oh
All these niggas specious
I can't ever trust a nigga nah
These niggas act devious
I'm at everybody neck, no
No more being lenient
Nina to that nigga neck, pow
Better be obedient
It's funny how niggas pussy, but
They ain't ever seen a clit
They ain't even in the field nah
All they ever see is bench
Now we getting to this paper yeah
All we used to see is lent
Now we getting to this paper yeah
Defeated the penny pinch
I feel like I'm Big Sean nigga
They ain't f*cking with the clique i feel like the chosen one call me the nigga that Jesus picked
I feel like the frozen one nigga
Iced out like a freezer bitch
I feel like a hole in one nigga
Cuz all of this green i get
Heart big and I'm eager bitch
But no I'll never need a bitch
Come drown in this drip lil baby
I'm on my Katrina shit
Now I'm off the meter bitch yeah
My flow like a heater bitch
I pour up in a liter bitch yeah
Then i roll up a finger bitch
I get high for all my lows
Niggas know just where we from
But they don't know where we going oh, oh
I be fly in all my clothes, I'm gonn' lie for all my bro's
I'm gonn' ride for all my bro's oh, oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
I get high for all my lows
Niggas know just where we from
But they don't know where we going oh , oh
I be fly in all my clothes, I'm gonn' lie for all my bro's
I'm gonn' ride for all my bro's oh, oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
Ride, oh oh
The tables dun' turned
Now it is my turn
I do not shake hands these niggas got germs
RIP to my niggas
Them niggas got burned
And free all my niggas who couldn't ever learn
Came out the dirty like a mother f*cking worm
Every blessing i received i dun' earned
Making sure my people straight like a perm
Your future look bleak
You niggas look weak
Talk to laws but you claiming you street
Boy you working for the f*cking PD
F*ck around and do that boy like Ricky
F*ck around and put together a feast
Say a prayer and tell my niggas to eat
Smoking has but you niggas on E
Play with my cash he gonn D I E
Oh oh
Writer: LaWayne Ross
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