Duzi de - Page25(likeye) Lyrics

A lotta shit that I feel that I don't talk about My nigga died at 15, I had to walk it
Out if you did some shit to me, f*ck that Shit, ain't
No talkin' out Like a 9 to 5, I'm hittin' woods, Yeah, I'm
Clocking out Bitch, I'ma get rich like that Nigga Yee

Cudi said he got some DP to tap, oh it's Green The way she threw the ass on me, Damn, baby
Oh, you mean? I'm a team player, hold on, let Me go hit
The screen I gotta grind, gotta hustle, she all On top
She tryna grind, tryna tussle You know I'ma Get it, I'ma grind, cause I

Love you You know that I trust you, I ain't Nothin
Above you I'm gon' get all this pape, like Ye Like Ye nigga
What the f*ck you mean? What the f*ck you Sayin'
She said she tryna eat the gooch,, why the f*ck you playin'

I think I'm trippin', think I need a nappy Bitch Im from the tacky, hold on, I drank too
Much, I'm finna throw up nigga They gon' be surprised when I blow up nigga
A lot of shit that be in my head, I just don't know my nigga
It gettin old my nigga All this shit in my head Gettin hella old

Niggas hella weird, Ill never trust a soul Smoking on this ayy, bitch I got my pole
What the f*ck you thought this was? Lil' Nigga, oh, yeah, no
Yeah, she bad when I look at her, yeah, she Gon' go
Come here, I ain't talkin' bout no hoe Bitch, Trick, I ain't talkin' bout no trick

Bitch, since I'm talkin' bout my girl, she can Do some tricks
Hold me, do it like this How you gon' judge Another nigga, but
You ain't takin' risks, bitch