Tre DaVonchi - Remedy Lyrics

Yeah, ohhh, yeah, mm
Body of water right next to me
Don't overlook me, I'm overseas
I put this dick in her ovaries
Now she say she can't get over me
I ain't come up from no handout
F*ck around and it'll be man down
Can't make money when you layin' down
That's what my mom always tellin' me
Can't give these niggas the recipe
I can see you got some jealousy
Let the chopper sing a melody
With you, nigga, perfect harmony
What the f*ck these bitches want from me
They ain't nothin' to offer me
Quality over quantity
Niggas' sick, I got the remedy
Uh, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know you never seen this before
There will never be another nigga like me
That's for sure
You can either get up off yo ass
Or stay where you are
But, that don't sound right to me
The pot of gold don't appear magically
Isn't there somewhere you'd rather be
Than seein' them same ol' thangs
Maybe you should switch yo lanes
If them thangs don't change
I don't see how you be mad all day
Nigga need to calm yo brain
Maybe you should twist you a plane
Get in them clouds where it won't rain
Knots are too sloppy, what wallet, bih
Just got my mom a new carpet in
This shit just came, I ain't plan it
I'm from a different planet
Came to say hi to you earthlings
Never once I said I come in peace
Man, I miss my nigga Murda Meek
Need to patch up all these rivalries
Feelin' like there was nothin' I could do
All of these hos' be lyin, they ain't liable
I remember my first love, I would die for you
But, now it's cool
Cuz I got this
Body of water right next to me
Don't overlook me, I'm overseas
I put this dick in her ovaries
Now she say she can't get over me
I ain't come up from no handout
F*ck around and it'll be man down
Can't make money when you layin' down
That's what my mom always tellin' me
Can't give these niggas the recipe
I can see you got some jealousy
Let the chopper sing a melody
With you, nigga, perfect harmony
What the f*ck these bitches want from me
They ain't nothin' to offer me
Quality over quantity
Niggas' sick, I got the remedy
Westland, nigga
But, please do not get this shit twisted
I don't just talk it, I live it
I can paint the picture vivid
High school, it was gang fights
And the feds was all on our instas
Back when it was just the pictures
Said we was lookin' suspicious
Fleein' and eluding cases put me on probation
I was tryna get off
Bag on me, threw the shit out
Officer told me to get out
Barrel to the back of my head
If i make the wrong move, I'm dead
I guess that wasn't in God's plan
Did what he said like Simon
Cuffing my hands
Ooo
I had some growing up to do
I started blowin' up, balloon
Now every post is critical
I got niggas prayin' on my downfall
But, it ain't gon' work
I can prolly put you to work
Lil' pussy boy, you a squirt
And me, I got a
Body of water right next to me
Don't overlook me, I'm overseas
I put this dick in her ovaries
Now she say she can't get over me
I ain't come up from no handout
F*ck around and it'll be man down
Can't make money when you layin' down
That's what my mom always tellin' me
Can't give these niggas the recipe
I can see you got some jealousy
Let the chopper sing a melody
With you, nigga, perfect harmony
What the f*ck these bitches want from me
They ain't nothin' to offer me
Quality over quantity
Niggas' sick, I got the remedy
Niggas' sick, I got the remedy