We good, she won't let a nigga be fooled (Lan, this beat so crazy, fooled)
How you givin' out pressure when you ain't never got pulled? (Pulled)
That boy was book smart (Mom, MONEYEVERY's making beats again)
She took heart, now he never got school (school)
Had tried to get back, but no get back, now he never not cool (hundred bands for a Kilo)
Like a weirdo, she don't want me near you
Say you be on bullshit, I told her don't fear you
Wanna get away, I get away, she wanna find me
And I brought the people (people), she don't care because she slimy
She blame it on the passion (passion)
Spin his block and park here
You don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' rich
And you thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was), maybe it's all for you (you)
Callin' you in the gym (the gym), baby, I'm 'bout to shoot (shoot)
Tell her to count the cash (count the cash), 'cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies (lies), I wanna give you the truth (truth)
Baby, listen to me
Like, where you at? I called your phone, what you doin' though?
Time for me lately, I know you, bae, who you pursuin'?
I learned a time ago, you gotta know, what you been doin'?
I beat that pussy up, now everyday you want it fluent
I'm consistent (consistent), I feel like I'm missin' (missin')
I give you what you think of (of), more shit ain't sufficient (sufficient)
Type of ting that like to travel, she go where ever I go
She do what ever I need (need), I know what ever she know (know)
Now we somethin' special, good
Trench made, islands all for nothin', ugh
Six dates, now she got a problem with the guns that's in the car (car)
But she don't even care 'cause she know it get me far
But she blame it on the passion (passion)
Spin his block and park here
You don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' rich
And you thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was, was), maybe it's all for you (you, you)
Callin' you in the gym (the gym), baby, I'm 'bout to shoot (shoot)
Tell her to count the cash (count the cash), 'cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies (lies), I wanna give you the truth (truth)
Baby, listen to me
Oh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
She don't even care 'bout this shit (oh, ayy, yeah)
Lately she be on some other shit (ayy, yeah, yeah)
She blame it on the passion
Spin his block and park here
He don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' richer
You thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was, was, was)
Baby, listen to me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Callin' you in the gym (gym, gym, gym)
Thinkin' 'bout the truth (truth, truth, truth)
Tell her to count cash (cash, cash, cash)
'Cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot, loot, loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies
Ooh, baby, listen to me
Mm, oh, oh, baby, listen to me (I like that)
Mm, oh, oh, baby, listen to me
Mm, mm
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English
We good, she won't let a nigga be fooled (Lan, this beat so crazy, fooled)
How you givin' out pressure when you ain't never got pulled? (Pulled)
That boy was book smart (Mom, MONEYEVERY's making beats again)
She took heart, now he never got school (school)
Had tried to get back, but no get back, now he never not cool (hundred bands for a Kilo)
Like a weirdo, she don't want me near you
Say you be on bullshit, I told her don't fear you
Wanna get away, I get away, she wanna find me
And I brought the people (people), she don't care because she slimy
She blame it on the passion (passion)
Spin his block and park here
You don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' rich
And you thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was), maybe it's all for you (you)
Callin' you in the gym (the gym), baby, I'm 'bout to shoot (shoot)
Tell her to count the cash (count the cash), 'cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies (lies), I wanna give you the truth (truth)
Baby, listen to me
Like, where you at? I called your phone, what you doin' though?
Time for me lately, I know you, bae, who you pursuin'?
I learned a time ago, you gotta know, what you been doin'?
I beat that pussy up, now everyday you want it fluent
I'm consistent (consistent), I feel like I'm missin' (missin')
I give you what you think of (of), more shit ain't sufficient (sufficient)
Type of ting that like to travel, she go where ever I go
She do what ever I need (need), I know what ever she know (know)
Now we somethin' special, good
Trench made, islands all for nothin', ugh
Six dates, now she got a problem with the guns that's in the car (car)
But she don't even care 'cause she know it get me far
But she blame it on the passion (passion)
Spin his block and park here
You don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' rich
And you thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was, was), maybe it's all for you (you, you)
Callin' you in the gym (the gym), baby, I'm 'bout to shoot (shoot)
Tell her to count the cash (count the cash), 'cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies (lies), I wanna give you the truth (truth)
Baby, listen to me
Oh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
She don't even care 'bout this shit (oh, ayy, yeah)
Lately she be on some other shit (ayy, yeah, yeah)
She blame it on the passion
Spin his block and park here
He don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' richer
You thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was, was, was)
Baby, listen to me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Callin' you in the gym (gym, gym, gym)
Thinkin' 'bout the truth (truth, truth, truth)
Tell her to count cash (cash, cash, cash)
'Cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot, loot, loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies
Ooh, baby, listen to me
Mm, oh, oh, baby, listen to me (I like that)
Mm, oh, oh, baby, listen to me
Mm, mm
How you givin' out pressure when you ain't never got pulled? (Pulled)
That boy was book smart (Mom, MONEYEVERY's making beats again)
She took heart, now he never got school (school)
Had tried to get back, but no get back, now he never not cool (hundred bands for a Kilo)
Like a weirdo, she don't want me near you
Say you be on bullshit, I told her don't fear you
Wanna get away, I get away, she wanna find me
And I brought the people (people), she don't care because she slimy
She blame it on the passion (passion)
Spin his block and park here
You don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' rich
And you thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was), maybe it's all for you (you)
Callin' you in the gym (the gym), baby, I'm 'bout to shoot (shoot)
Tell her to count the cash (count the cash), 'cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies (lies), I wanna give you the truth (truth)
Baby, listen to me
Like, where you at? I called your phone, what you doin' though?
Time for me lately, I know you, bae, who you pursuin'?
I learned a time ago, you gotta know, what you been doin'?
I beat that pussy up, now everyday you want it fluent
I'm consistent (consistent), I feel like I'm missin' (missin')
I give you what you think of (of), more shit ain't sufficient (sufficient)
Type of ting that like to travel, she go where ever I go
She do what ever I need (need), I know what ever she know (know)
Now we somethin' special, good
Trench made, islands all for nothin', ugh
Six dates, now she got a problem with the guns that's in the car (car)
But she don't even care 'cause she know it get me far
But she blame it on the passion (passion)
Spin his block and park here
You don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' rich
And you thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was, was), maybe it's all for you (you, you)
Callin' you in the gym (the gym), baby, I'm 'bout to shoot (shoot)
Tell her to count the cash (count the cash), 'cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies (lies), I wanna give you the truth (truth)
Baby, listen to me
Oh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
She don't even care 'bout this shit (oh, ayy, yeah)
Lately she be on some other shit (ayy, yeah, yeah)
She blame it on the passion
Spin his block and park here
He don't come out now, then we gon' sit right here and starve
And niggas always hatin', I'm tryna keep gettin' richer
You thought I was makin' songs 'bout a bitch
F*ck that shit, maybe I was (was, was, was)
Baby, listen to me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Callin' you in the gym (gym, gym, gym)
Thinkin' 'bout the truth (truth, truth, truth)
Tell her to count cash (cash, cash, cash)
'Cause, baby, I'm 'bout the loot (loot, loot, loot)
When he told you 'bout all them lies
Ooh, baby, listen to me
Mm, oh, oh, baby, listen to me (I like that)
Mm, oh, oh, baby, listen to me
Mm, mm
Writer: Raquan Hudson
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Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING