Me and my niggas in a HEB
Ain't shit, not on shit, got nowhere to be
Food stamps doing work, payed for damn near every purchase
Time to approach the clerk, when we got closer, he got nervous
What's the purpose of judging some young up-and-coming brothers
We just don't give a f*ck, that didn't work, he was budging
Started rushing us, fussing, almost cussing for us to leave
We was loud, but he brought the crowd, made a whole scene
Dude really stressing over teens who be scraping for change
4 deep, 1s creased, no heat, no fades
We just trying to eat and we just being cheap, we would've paid
Could've paid, got him tripping over what he could've made
And we made it out with all of us, ain't have to leave a piece of what we got to eat
Dude outside, ain't want to see the receipt
Clerk was trying to creep, knowing he ain't hear no beep
People like him need more sleep, the deeper one, so Id have peace
That was f*cked up, but that's just how I live
F*ck forgiveness, I'm a sinner, can't pretend
To be no never did nothing ass clown
Rather keep it real, nigga, real women want me around
Like bitches is how y'all sound when y'all pillow talk for some pussy
Don't speak on me, P, I'm pimpin', watch your hoe, I know she lookin
N she took it, got you parked at her apartment's woofin
Nigga, quit stalking that hoe, you just don't know, you dodged a bullet
Live your life to the fullest, f*ck bitches, they come n dip
Walk in the spot with they hands pushing
Hips in, making niggas trip
They plottin', they could spot tricking niggas on any land
One less man than the rest and the test never go as planned
They meant for you to fail, a nigga could never tell
About how she broke your heart, bring up that part, you better have bail
Money, the way bitches play me is so unlucky
Especially when inspecting E, to want something from em
F*ck who don't love me, I ain't the realest, I'm rugged though
End of that subject, Ill never trust or relove a hoe
But Ill make this shit public, no exposing me
Swear that girl emptied my soul, she had a hold on me, what's wrong with me
Can't even find peace in my home, man I can't even sleep
Waking up screaming, man, I'm gone, shit a trip
Social media flipped the way loves seen
No one knows how to love right, so Ill let love be
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Me and my niggas in a HEB
Ain't shit, not on shit, got nowhere to be
Food stamps doing work, payed for damn near every purchase
Time to approach the clerk, when we got closer, he got nervous
What's the purpose of judging some young up-and-coming brothers
We just don't give a f*ck, that didn't work, he was budging
Started rushing us, fussing, almost cussing for us to leave
We was loud, but he brought the crowd, made a whole scene
Dude really stressing over teens who be scraping for change
4 deep, 1s creased, no heat, no fades
We just trying to eat and we just being cheap, we would've paid
Could've paid, got him tripping over what he could've made
And we made it out with all of us, ain't have to leave a piece of what we got to eat
Dude outside, ain't want to see the receipt
Clerk was trying to creep, knowing he ain't hear no beep
People like him need more sleep, the deeper one, so Id have peace
That was f*cked up, but that's just how I live
F*ck forgiveness, I'm a sinner, can't pretend
To be no never did nothing ass clown
Rather keep it real, nigga, real women want me around
Like bitches is how y'all sound when y'all pillow talk for some pussy
Don't speak on me, P, I'm pimpin', watch your hoe, I know she lookin
N she took it, got you parked at her apartment's woofin
Nigga, quit stalking that hoe, you just don't know, you dodged a bullet
Live your life to the fullest, f*ck bitches, they come n dip
Walk in the spot with they hands pushing
Hips in, making niggas trip
They plottin', they could spot tricking niggas on any land
One less man than the rest and the test never go as planned
They meant for you to fail, a nigga could never tell
About how she broke your heart, bring up that part, you better have bail
Money, the way bitches play me is so unlucky
Especially when inspecting E, to want something from em
F*ck who don't love me, I ain't the realest, I'm rugged though
End of that subject, Ill never trust or relove a hoe
But Ill make this shit public, no exposing me
Swear that girl emptied my soul, she had a hold on me, what's wrong with me
Can't even find peace in my home, man I can't even sleep
Waking up screaming, man, I'm gone, shit a trip
Social media flipped the way loves seen
No one knows how to love right, so Ill let love be
Ain't shit, not on shit, got nowhere to be
Food stamps doing work, payed for damn near every purchase
Time to approach the clerk, when we got closer, he got nervous
What's the purpose of judging some young up-and-coming brothers
We just don't give a f*ck, that didn't work, he was budging
Started rushing us, fussing, almost cussing for us to leave
We was loud, but he brought the crowd, made a whole scene
Dude really stressing over teens who be scraping for change
4 deep, 1s creased, no heat, no fades
We just trying to eat and we just being cheap, we would've paid
Could've paid, got him tripping over what he could've made
And we made it out with all of us, ain't have to leave a piece of what we got to eat
Dude outside, ain't want to see the receipt
Clerk was trying to creep, knowing he ain't hear no beep
People like him need more sleep, the deeper one, so Id have peace
That was f*cked up, but that's just how I live
F*ck forgiveness, I'm a sinner, can't pretend
To be no never did nothing ass clown
Rather keep it real, nigga, real women want me around
Like bitches is how y'all sound when y'all pillow talk for some pussy
Don't speak on me, P, I'm pimpin', watch your hoe, I know she lookin
N she took it, got you parked at her apartment's woofin
Nigga, quit stalking that hoe, you just don't know, you dodged a bullet
Live your life to the fullest, f*ck bitches, they come n dip
Walk in the spot with they hands pushing
Hips in, making niggas trip
They plottin', they could spot tricking niggas on any land
One less man than the rest and the test never go as planned
They meant for you to fail, a nigga could never tell
About how she broke your heart, bring up that part, you better have bail
Money, the way bitches play me is so unlucky
Especially when inspecting E, to want something from em
F*ck who don't love me, I ain't the realest, I'm rugged though
End of that subject, Ill never trust or relove a hoe
But Ill make this shit public, no exposing me
Swear that girl emptied my soul, she had a hold on me, what's wrong with me
Can't even find peace in my home, man I can't even sleep
Waking up screaming, man, I'm gone, shit a trip
Social media flipped the way loves seen
No one knows how to love right, so Ill let love be
Writer: Eric Murphy Jr
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid