Herrera
Been keepin' distance
Peeping you niggas actin' different
I'm makin' moves but y'all f*ck with people with no ambition
Rap so aggressive cause in real life you niggas stressin
Been droppin' knowledge but y'all never seem to get the message
Girl can you hold a conversation
Or do you use your body to talk
When you fell in love, did you use your body to fall
Questions I need answered
I did love a few times, that shit was like cancer
Yeah, but I finally found a wife
We did love wrong a few times, we finally got it right
Nobody could ever say they got receipts on me
They don't know how to make moves, so they wait on me
Jealousy and hate, everything that makes up a fate
There's differences between a bad choice and a mistake
Word, but y'all seem to get that mixed up
If you don't know the facts, it's best you shut the f*ck up
Close friends, I can only fill up a hand
That's okay cause most niggas here to ruin your plans
Well, I'ma always stand on business
What you sayin' sound good, but we know you never did shit
After eight months, I'm really good on certain friendships
There's no beef, I just refuse to ever fix shit
Cause I promise we good over here
Just make sure y'all niggas good over there
Y'all like to talk about that bitch I could've f*cked
Y'all need to talk about that money that y'all keep f*ckin' up
That's just me, I care about the bread
Y'all care about head, y'all wanna be up
But tryna skip steps, y'all just tryna flex for a bitch
Me, I'm just tryna flex with my kids
My oldest is my twin, he already in the booth
This is how we play the game, this is really how we do
I may be underrated, but this ain't the greatest
So I know I'm better than a lot of these niggas by far
Never sound the same, got many different styles
Y'all claim to run this shit, but we don't ever see the miles
So how can y'all be in the front
Ain't no way I could duck these shots when I hunt
It's a long fall down, and y'all shit so trash
We couldn't mute the sound, we don't hear y'all hit the
Y'all claim to run this shit, but we don't ever see the miles
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Herrera
Been keepin' distance
Peeping you niggas actin' different
I'm makin' moves but y'all f*ck with people with no ambition
Rap so aggressive cause in real life you niggas stressin
Been droppin' knowledge but y'all never seem to get the message
Girl can you hold a conversation
Or do you use your body to talk
When you fell in love, did you use your body to fall
Questions I need answered
I did love a few times, that shit was like cancer
Yeah, but I finally found a wife
We did love wrong a few times, we finally got it right
Nobody could ever say they got receipts on me
They don't know how to make moves, so they wait on me
Jealousy and hate, everything that makes up a fate
There's differences between a bad choice and a mistake
Word, but y'all seem to get that mixed up
If you don't know the facts, it's best you shut the f*ck up
Close friends, I can only fill up a hand
That's okay cause most niggas here to ruin your plans
Well, I'ma always stand on business
What you sayin' sound good, but we know you never did shit
After eight months, I'm really good on certain friendships
There's no beef, I just refuse to ever fix shit
Cause I promise we good over here
Just make sure y'all niggas good over there
Y'all like to talk about that bitch I could've f*cked
Y'all need to talk about that money that y'all keep f*ckin' up
That's just me, I care about the bread
Y'all care about head, y'all wanna be up
But tryna skip steps, y'all just tryna flex for a bitch
Me, I'm just tryna flex with my kids
My oldest is my twin, he already in the booth
This is how we play the game, this is really how we do
I may be underrated, but this ain't the greatest
So I know I'm better than a lot of these niggas by far
Never sound the same, got many different styles
Y'all claim to run this shit, but we don't ever see the miles
So how can y'all be in the front
Ain't no way I could duck these shots when I hunt
It's a long fall down, and y'all shit so trash
We couldn't mute the sound, we don't hear y'all hit the
Y'all claim to run this shit, but we don't ever see the miles
Been keepin' distance
Peeping you niggas actin' different
I'm makin' moves but y'all f*ck with people with no ambition
Rap so aggressive cause in real life you niggas stressin
Been droppin' knowledge but y'all never seem to get the message
Girl can you hold a conversation
Or do you use your body to talk
When you fell in love, did you use your body to fall
Questions I need answered
I did love a few times, that shit was like cancer
Yeah, but I finally found a wife
We did love wrong a few times, we finally got it right
Nobody could ever say they got receipts on me
They don't know how to make moves, so they wait on me
Jealousy and hate, everything that makes up a fate
There's differences between a bad choice and a mistake
Word, but y'all seem to get that mixed up
If you don't know the facts, it's best you shut the f*ck up
Close friends, I can only fill up a hand
That's okay cause most niggas here to ruin your plans
Well, I'ma always stand on business
What you sayin' sound good, but we know you never did shit
After eight months, I'm really good on certain friendships
There's no beef, I just refuse to ever fix shit
Cause I promise we good over here
Just make sure y'all niggas good over there
Y'all like to talk about that bitch I could've f*cked
Y'all need to talk about that money that y'all keep f*ckin' up
That's just me, I care about the bread
Y'all care about head, y'all wanna be up
But tryna skip steps, y'all just tryna flex for a bitch
Me, I'm just tryna flex with my kids
My oldest is my twin, he already in the booth
This is how we play the game, this is really how we do
I may be underrated, but this ain't the greatest
So I know I'm better than a lot of these niggas by far
Never sound the same, got many different styles
Y'all claim to run this shit, but we don't ever see the miles
So how can y'all be in the front
Ain't no way I could duck these shots when I hunt
It's a long fall down, and y'all shit so trash
We couldn't mute the sound, we don't hear y'all hit the
Y'all claim to run this shit, but we don't ever see the miles
Writer: Hezekiah Phillip
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