Nard & Cay - Selfish Lyrics

Nah I ain't God, But you try me this choppa bless ya ass (choppa bless ya ass)
I had to cut my old bitch off with her lil messy ass (messy ass)
I ain't never been the typa nigga trynna flex a band (uhh huh)
I'm on the road to f*cking millions, I got bigger plans
She like damn you selfish (uhh)
I ain't trying, bae im sorry I can't f*cking help it
If you trynna stay alive, don't reach for my necklace
Get my mama out that partment' move her out to Texas
I'm the Honcho, Head Man, Uhh Huh
Anomaly, roll a blunt then I get high cause that shit boost my confidence
Boy these hoes for everybody we ain't stressing about no bitch
These hoes a let you f*ck, then try to block you and say they standing on business
Dirty ass hoe Yeen standing on shit, Pussy
Nigga said he gone touch me im clutching my Fye
Niggas be acting like something they not
Bitches be f*cking with niggas, but wanna stay with me I just want a piece of that pie
Telling the truth, nigga why would I lie
Been rapping and stacking this whole time
Remember them days with no ride
Now a young nigga starting to get co-signed
I know it's gone happen just gotta believe
Drop outta college I know how to read
And I can count real good, Ion need no help, Ion need no got damn teacher
Walking in loud, nigga smelling like reefer
We on the way, we the new f*cking Beetles
I'm earning my stripes you'll think I'm adidas
Don't f*ck with these niggas always been a leader (Yeah Yeah Yeah)
I been that nigga since walking through cedar
She wanna leave she can go I don't need her
Keep .45 wherever I go Lord knows I ain't f*cking with none of these people (Hell Nah)
Yo hoe mine as soon as I see her
Don't waste no time as soon as I meet her
Shawty gone do what I say she gone drop on her knees from the back and you know I'ma beat her
Baby this a coupe no back 2 seater
Shoot at ya fam like my name was Peter (Griffin)
Been in the lab I ain't worried about you or yo hoe that bitch look just like Sméagol
Never a follower always a leader
Standing on business i'm just like Dreshia
.45 Nard because of my blick I got aim take the head off a motherf*cking beetle
In the Stu we been grinding all night yeah (All Night Yeah)
She reaching for my dick she grabbing on my pipe yeah (Grabbing on my pipe)
Run up in this bitch and you gone lose ya life yeah (You gone lose ya life)
We got plenty sticks so we won't do no fighting no
I got some bands right now they on me
Blowing on purple all by my lonely
Who the f*ck you know on bandlab recording right now and it sound like i'm rapping through Sony
Remember them days we ain't have nothing to eat but some motherf*cking bread and bologna
Nowadays all these racks on me and all these bitches want me (Nard)
Nah I ain't God, But you try me this choppa bless ya ass (choppa bless ya ass)
I had to cut my old bitch off with her lil messy ass (messy ass)
I ain't never been the typa nigga trynna flex a band (uhh huh)
I'm on the road to f*cking millions, I got bigger plans
She like damn you selfish (uhh)
I ain't trying, bae im sorry I can't f*cking help it
If you trynna stay alive, don't reach for my necklace
Get my mama out that partment' move her out to Texas
I'm the Honcho, Head Man, Uhh Huh