[Intro]
G-G-G-GL-GL-GL Productions
[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah, that's my baby, I love her
I get goosebumps every time that I touch her
So fine, center of attention
But lately when I’m in it, shit feel a lil' different
Is it? Nah, mane, I think I'm trippin’
That's my gal, dog, I know she wouldn't play a nigga
No answer 'cause she probably at the crib sleepin'
I ain't beefin', I know my lady ain't creepin’
[Interlude]
You know that bitch ain’t creepin?
Nigga, is you stupid, nigga?
Every nigga fuckin' that ho, mane
That bitch a bitch, nigga
You better lock-in on that ho, nigga
A’ight?
[Verse 2]
Bitch played me, can't lie, bro
Nose wide open with a blindfold
Hotter than a pyro, sad thing is the whole time, Pro'
Ride time cuffin' this down slack, five-oh
It’s all good though, you know I had a side ho
Just to be еxact, matter fact I had five more
Smashеd her best friend, had her sneakin' out the side door
[Verse 3]
I get the feelin' that my city 'bout to finally win
Boys shinin', feelin' like it's '05 again
A lotta handshakes, a lotta unity
A whole lotta "I could do for you if you could do for me"
Yeah, I know it's 'bout to happen
This whole movement, I'm 'bout to blow up with this rappin'
And it's all love, we all reppin'
Every nigga helpin', puttin' it down for Texas
[Interlude]
What, nigga?
Man that's ol' realest shit I've ever heard in my life, mane
You don't know them ho ass niggas, mane, fuck these niggas, dog
Kill or be killed, nigga, fuck them
[Verse 4]
Ahh, ain't none of these niggas fuckin' with me
And if they sayin' that they was then they just fuckin' with me
Fuck a movement, ain't none of these niggas friend of me
Corny ass rappers is I ain't most of you niggas weak
They backstab 'cause they kin to me, my enemy
So my only enemy is my fuckin' inner me
Fuck a in-crowd, ain't none of these niggas in the street (Man)
[Verse 5]
I be trippin', reflectin' on what I'm sayin'
Just a product of a nigga rejectin' his medication
No harm meant, I'm prayin' that they could bring my meds
Nah, fuck that, I swear I meant everything I said
Throw a concert, invite all the new names to do it
Paint that bitch out then I'ma fly a fuckin' plane into it
Now that's the same as stupid, the fans love me, boy
Bitch, I am you, and why the fuck is you cuttin' me off?
I ain't (Yes, you did), insane (Yes, you is)
I wanna break away (But you can't), man, let me live
[Outro]
Damn, man like
Fuck these ho ass niggas, mane
Real talk, man
I got this shit on lock, boy
I extend my apologies to everybody
Propain, bitch
Who was offended, man, I-I
Fuck all y'all niggas, mane
That nigga
You remain my motherfuckin' partner, nigga
That nigga behind me, man, I-I can't control that nigga, man like
Where the blunt? I don't hear, cost to the hip, bitch
That's not me, man for real
I'm out here, mane
What up, nigga
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