Sometimes I can't control my emotions, yeah
This bitch she keep on switchin' , she comin' and goin', yeah
It's okay, I'm good, cause a young nigga still got motion, yeah
And she could've been with a real nigga, but she hoin', uh
None of these niggas ain't got shit on me
I had to run up the bag on my lonely
You know I'm strapped, I'm keepin' a 40
F*ck the feds , them lil niggas can't hold me, yeah
And its still free Ty out the chains
Nigga dissin' , I'm blowin' his brain
We gon' make that boy walk with a cane, yeah
Shut up just suck it hoe
I ain't really tryna f*ck the hoe
I fell in love one time
But that bitch she trippin, I just had to let her go
If you don't f*ck with me, then let me know
Why I'm gon' trip bout a stupid hoe
That bih want me to give her my heart
I told her I isn't cupid hoe
I was locked up in a cubicle
She want me to be her Romeo
She steady actin' like homie, though
But she still wan't eat me like Oreo
Bitch, I'm the king, like, where is my crown
I know she ain't loyal when she outta town
But I can't say shit, though
Cause I got a bad lil' bitch at my crib right now
I was locked up, singin' in the cell
Stay ten toes, I can never tell
Some niggas switched on me, oh, well
But the minute you diss on me, go to hell
I'm gettin' the packs and they comin' through mail
Xan got me movin' so slow like a snail
Mama gave up on me, let me fail
I got some secrets that I never would tell
You think it's cool to be in the streets
You finna end up dead or in jail
If I had that shit handed to me
I would never end up havin' to sell
Sometimes I can't control my emotions, yeah
This bitch she keep on switchin' , she comin' and goin', yeah
It's okay, I'm good, cause a young nigga still got motion, yeah
And she could've been with a real nigga, but she hoin', uh
None of these niggas ain't got shit on me
I had to run up the bag on my lonely
You know I'm strapped, I'm keepin' a 40
F*ck the feds , them lil niggas can't hold me, yeah
Soufside
What, Soufside G9 bitch
I ain't had no option, though, nigga
I had to stay in the streets, nigga, f*ck you talkin' bout
Yeah, yeah
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Sometimes I can't control my emotions, yeah
This bitch she keep on switchin' , she comin' and goin', yeah
It's okay, I'm good, cause a young nigga still got motion, yeah
And she could've been with a real nigga, but she hoin', uh
None of these niggas ain't got shit on me
I had to run up the bag on my lonely
You know I'm strapped, I'm keepin' a 40
F*ck the feds , them lil niggas can't hold me, yeah
And its still free Ty out the chains
Nigga dissin' , I'm blowin' his brain
We gon' make that boy walk with a cane, yeah
Shut up just suck it hoe
I ain't really tryna f*ck the hoe
I fell in love one time
But that bitch she trippin, I just had to let her go
If you don't f*ck with me, then let me know
Why I'm gon' trip bout a stupid hoe
That bih want me to give her my heart
I told her I isn't cupid hoe
I was locked up in a cubicle
She want me to be her Romeo
She steady actin' like homie, though
But she still wan't eat me like Oreo
Bitch, I'm the king, like, where is my crown
I know she ain't loyal when she outta town
But I can't say shit, though
Cause I got a bad lil' bitch at my crib right now
I was locked up, singin' in the cell
Stay ten toes, I can never tell
Some niggas switched on me, oh, well
But the minute you diss on me, go to hell
I'm gettin' the packs and they comin' through mail
Xan got me movin' so slow like a snail
Mama gave up on me, let me fail
I got some secrets that I never would tell
You think it's cool to be in the streets
You finna end up dead or in jail
If I had that shit handed to me
I would never end up havin' to sell
Sometimes I can't control my emotions, yeah
This bitch she keep on switchin' , she comin' and goin', yeah
It's okay, I'm good, cause a young nigga still got motion, yeah
And she could've been with a real nigga, but she hoin', uh
None of these niggas ain't got shit on me
I had to run up the bag on my lonely
You know I'm strapped, I'm keepin' a 40
F*ck the feds , them lil niggas can't hold me, yeah
Soufside
What, Soufside G9 bitch
I ain't had no option, though, nigga
I had to stay in the streets, nigga, f*ck you talkin' bout
Yeah, yeah
This bitch she keep on switchin' , she comin' and goin', yeah
It's okay, I'm good, cause a young nigga still got motion, yeah
And she could've been with a real nigga, but she hoin', uh
None of these niggas ain't got shit on me
I had to run up the bag on my lonely
You know I'm strapped, I'm keepin' a 40
F*ck the feds , them lil niggas can't hold me, yeah
And its still free Ty out the chains
Nigga dissin' , I'm blowin' his brain
We gon' make that boy walk with a cane, yeah
Shut up just suck it hoe
I ain't really tryna f*ck the hoe
I fell in love one time
But that bitch she trippin, I just had to let her go
If you don't f*ck with me, then let me know
Why I'm gon' trip bout a stupid hoe
That bih want me to give her my heart
I told her I isn't cupid hoe
I was locked up in a cubicle
She want me to be her Romeo
She steady actin' like homie, though
But she still wan't eat me like Oreo
Bitch, I'm the king, like, where is my crown
I know she ain't loyal when she outta town
But I can't say shit, though
Cause I got a bad lil' bitch at my crib right now
I was locked up, singin' in the cell
Stay ten toes, I can never tell
Some niggas switched on me, oh, well
But the minute you diss on me, go to hell
I'm gettin' the packs and they comin' through mail
Xan got me movin' so slow like a snail
Mama gave up on me, let me fail
I got some secrets that I never would tell
You think it's cool to be in the streets
You finna end up dead or in jail
If I had that shit handed to me
I would never end up havin' to sell
Sometimes I can't control my emotions, yeah
This bitch she keep on switchin' , she comin' and goin', yeah
It's okay, I'm good, cause a young nigga still got motion, yeah
And she could've been with a real nigga, but she hoin', uh
None of these niggas ain't got shit on me
I had to run up the bag on my lonely
You know I'm strapped, I'm keepin' a 40
F*ck the feds , them lil niggas can't hold me, yeah
Soufside
What, Soufside G9 bitch
I ain't had no option, though, nigga
I had to stay in the streets, nigga, f*ck you talkin' bout
Yeah, yeah
Writer: prod. Dom Kennet, Soufside Gooner
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Soufside Gooner
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: prod. Dom Kennet, Soufside Gooner