Yeah, T.R. nigga
A whole different vibe from this one
Yeah, the woman just want my baby
She was gonna have my baby
D-Mark got that heat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I never sell my soul for shit
Young man may have emotion
Whole hood turn for real
Them haters, we put switches on
That was for me
Bad bitch put all opps in here
No business for me
My niggas locked up back then
What I did at the time
No question about my loyalty
Cause we know I almost died with it
I put pints lean down my pain
Sorry if I'm acting different
Play with your lil' lil' baby
You ain't nowhere around lil' baby
I thought I need you outside
Now you squished inside
Cause you tryna come back and ride
Lil' baby
Around lil' baby
They see pain on me
They was thinking on this shit
Lil' baby, you can't stress on it
I was thinking on this shit
Lil' baby, bless you on it
All this shit like cane, baby
Wish you exclusive on this club, so
D-Mark got that heat
D-Mark got that heat
Baby, let me roll doggy, ayy, ayy
Ain't no lubricant on this 40
Ayy, I can see this shit, this shit like, ooh, coffee
No, I can see, but you know she add a raw on it
I can see this shit like, baby, ooh, on it
Ayy, no persona, but you see one
Ayy, baby, bless me, baby, new one
Ayy, baby, know me, baby, so on it
I can't see, but I can see
Sell my soul for shit
Old man may have emotion
Whole hood turn for real
Them haters, we put switches on it
Too many bad bitches
Put our hearts in hand of business
Told me all my niggas locked up
Back then, what they did it time for
No question about my loyalty
Cause they know I'm almost out of it
I put pinceline to help my pain
Sorry if I'm acting different
Like, where was your love, baby
You know we're around lil' baby
Now you wanna ride
I don't need you, but I'm sorry
I'm posted with the guards
Ridin' through the city, grab the pole
I'm tryna catch a body
Niggas talk about this shit
I studied all my own knowledge
What's like flyin' on a jet
I'm goin' to my own island
What I look like trippin' on a ho
She made her own problem
Bought a million pictures of my ex
Inside a house of fire
Shawty want me back
She was a good liar
F*cked that bitch too many times
And I don't even care about her
Taught you everything, know it
Act like I don't know about you
Ridin' through the city, grab the pole
I'm tryna catch a body
I just want me dead and gone
The reason why they end up dyin
The reason why they end up dyin
Yeah
Man
Look
I never sell my soul for shit
I'm a man, man ain't havin' motion
Whole hood turn for real
Them haters, we put switches on them
Love so many bad bitches
Put our opps in here, no biggies
One told me all my niggas locked up
Back then, what did the time for
No question about my loyalty
Cause we know I'ma die with it
I put pints of lean to help my pain
Sorry if I'm actin' different
Like, where was your love, lil' baby
You know where I'm, lil' baby
Now you wanna ride
I don't need you by my side
I'm posted with the guys
I'm posted with the guys
I'm posted with the guys