B. I. Z. - Ten Speed (feat. Mike Foley) Lyrics

Y'all better not come my way, come my way yeah all that fake shit

Word, You been good huh
Shit I'll admit it i was weak for a minute
Saying soldiers never bleed for these bitches
Think it's clear i was deep in the trenches
Now I'm back hoe, Biz got me turnt up
Told me shine only thing is dog i don't ever wanna burn up
So, on my mama i promise my only purpose
Get all the dollars i snatched back up in her purse bruh
Blessing and a curse
When the only thing that hurt more is seeing your dreams fall short from ya first goal
I ain't never put a stack on it
Nah i ain't never put a rack on it
Too many sweethearts, ma she's sweet to us
Never let ya guard up or tongue tussle her love
Some of us are, not all dogs
I'm letting em bark, still biting off arms
Legs, bodies and corpse
I'm a killer i was marked since the day i was born
People saying I'm crazy well maybe baby we were meant for something more
That's why the pedal to the floor
And the bitch don't drive until i get it to start
OG baby i got the gas by the OZ baby
I know the bands like I'm rode heat baby
Young n bossin for the home team baby
How's only know the name they don't know me baby
And not me, till the day I'm in the ground
Find me anywhere in the pound
Like an ounce I'm a dog bitches
All she want is bone I'm gon follow these bitches
Till i get what i want then it's please don't bother me bitches
I'm a grown man i ain't got no time for the bitching no, no time for the bitching no
No, no time for these bitches

Relationships end up in turmoil
Thinking of the shit that done done for you
Thinking about the time that I wasted
And all the pussy I done turned down for you
Good thing I ain't turn it all down
You end up being what I didn't need
I pick myself up when I fall down
Then u back pedal like a 10 speed
Ain't none of that baby no coming back baby
That shit was whack baby and that a fact baby
But I'm gon teach you something
You acting like a nigga outta reach or something
Going for my dreams I'm gon speak for something
I got it laid out like a beach or something

U wanna play that?
All on the gram with the dumb shit
In the club with a lame ass caption
Nitpicking things you can run with
I should've f*cked every last broad then
Since u acting like I'm a foul nigga
U ain't picking up I won't call then
Girl I would've walked a green mile wit ya
But u wanna act up over comments
Mad at chicks making heart eyes
But I can't control what a bitch do
Found out what you told me was all lies
You told me you was here forever
We were supposed to have a kid together
But u let the pettiness overshadow all the dope times and good things that we did together
But now that you gone I am back on my
Bullshit it hurts son I ain't gon lie
But f*ck it I'm a pimp take my l on the chin
Bounced back with a bitch from the 305
Three bitches on the couch and they bad as f*ck
2 more in the lobby man it's adding up
Got my white nigga Mike in studio wit me we got coney on the boards man we acting up
And that's the realist shit
You ever loved then U feel this shit
But everything Seem so surreal man how real is this
Got me thinking I'm gon kill this bitch
But that's not the player way
I still feel u should've made a way
You was tripping in a major way
I watched this love shit all fade away

Relationships end up in turmoil
Thinking of the shit that done done for you
Thinking about the time that I wasted
And all the pussy I done turned down for you
Good thing I ain't turn it all down
You end up being what I didn't need
I pick myself up when I fall down
Then u back pedal like a 10 speed
Ain't none of that baby no coming back baby
That shit was whack baby and that a fact baby
But I'm gon teach you something
You acting like a nigga outta reach or something
Going for my dreams I'm gon speak for something
I got it laid out like a beach or something

Y'all better not come my way, my way, my way with that fake shit