Don't blame niggas for shit that you put yoself in
Just maintain them same hands you delt wit
I peeped game cause most of my homies selfish
Now I can't f*ck wit nobody don't even know what help is
Thought I was helpin niggas they was actin helpless
I can see the fake in niggas I can't help it
Niggas showed they true colors and I felt it
Gave em every bullet out the clip until he helt it.
That nigga reach his hand out imma cut it off
Gsr on my hands tryna piss it off
Some of the niggas I came wit started actin soft
Keep it gangsta cut em off he ain't cut from the cloth
I hate ta rap about this shit but this the way I live
He fake actin like my brother imma split his wig
They wanna see a youngin lose that's just what it is
That man lookin at my plate but I just finished his
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say Shit
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say shit
Baby save that attitude ion need it
She tryna tell me she love me I can't believe it
Go head and set the payment up and I'll retrieve it
She came wit that bullshit I had ta leave it
It ain't no way ta fake yo way up out this hell hole
Ain't no love in my heart bitch I just sell souls
Ain't no package goin out unless i mailed thoes
And ain't no racks gone leave this buildin less I held those
Look in my eyes I ask the bitch if she feel pain
I asked god for less tears and it still rained
I'm finna send some ppl home wit that steal thang
Yo homie met god last summer still dont feel a thang.
Forever cold just the way the street made me
You a shooter but yo gun stay on safety
Where you at never around when it's MMainy
Born accustom to the life it won't change me.
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say Shit
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say shit
The NoFiction - D.T.A.S (OniiMadeThese) Lyrics
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Don't blame niggas for shit that you put yoself in
Just maintain them same hands you delt wit
I peeped game cause most of my homies selfish
Now I can't f*ck wit nobody don't even know what help is
Thought I was helpin niggas they was actin helpless
I can see the fake in niggas I can't help it
Niggas showed they true colors and I felt it
Gave em every bullet out the clip until he helt it.
That nigga reach his hand out imma cut it off
Gsr on my hands tryna piss it off
Some of the niggas I came wit started actin soft
Keep it gangsta cut em off he ain't cut from the cloth
I hate ta rap about this shit but this the way I live
He fake actin like my brother imma split his wig
They wanna see a youngin lose that's just what it is
That man lookin at my plate but I just finished his
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say Shit
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say shit
Baby save that attitude ion need it
She tryna tell me she love me I can't believe it
Go head and set the payment up and I'll retrieve it
She came wit that bullshit I had ta leave it
It ain't no way ta fake yo way up out this hell hole
Ain't no love in my heart bitch I just sell souls
Ain't no package goin out unless i mailed thoes
And ain't no racks gone leave this buildin less I held those
Look in my eyes I ask the bitch if she feel pain
I asked god for less tears and it still rained
I'm finna send some ppl home wit that steal thang
Yo homie met god last summer still dont feel a thang.
Forever cold just the way the street made me
You a shooter but yo gun stay on safety
Where you at never around when it's MMainy
Born accustom to the life it won't change me.
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say Shit
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say shit
Just maintain them same hands you delt wit
I peeped game cause most of my homies selfish
Now I can't f*ck wit nobody don't even know what help is
Thought I was helpin niggas they was actin helpless
I can see the fake in niggas I can't help it
Niggas showed they true colors and I felt it
Gave em every bullet out the clip until he helt it.
That nigga reach his hand out imma cut it off
Gsr on my hands tryna piss it off
Some of the niggas I came wit started actin soft
Keep it gangsta cut em off he ain't cut from the cloth
I hate ta rap about this shit but this the way I live
He fake actin like my brother imma split his wig
They wanna see a youngin lose that's just what it is
That man lookin at my plate but I just finished his
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say Shit
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say shit
Baby save that attitude ion need it
She tryna tell me she love me I can't believe it
Go head and set the payment up and I'll retrieve it
She came wit that bullshit I had ta leave it
It ain't no way ta fake yo way up out this hell hole
Ain't no love in my heart bitch I just sell souls
Ain't no package goin out unless i mailed thoes
And ain't no racks gone leave this buildin less I held those
Look in my eyes I ask the bitch if she feel pain
I asked god for less tears and it still rained
I'm finna send some ppl home wit that steal thang
Yo homie met god last summer still dont feel a thang.
Forever cold just the way the street made me
You a shooter but yo gun stay on safety
Where you at never around when it's MMainy
Born accustom to the life it won't change me.
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say Shit
We don't care broad Day yellow tape shit
No fiction no fraudulent or fake shit
Bounce out go dumb on some ape shit
Stitch lip Catch a case won't say shit
Writer: Kwame Matthews
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