Lyrics
Listening to Meg the Stallion
While I get some dome
This ain't my playlist
This off shawty phone
Durango with da sunroof
Vette with no ceilings
Running up the check
Until I see a million
Aiming for yo neck
No nerves
I can't feel him
Everything I want
I'm gone get
If lord willing
Preacher say I got a gift
Im be rapping
So I feel him
Jade called me up
Said she worried about my spirit
Shit hit me deep had me thinking
For minute
High as hell
Thinking about sheree
Am I tripping
Talking
Sex flashback, arguments
And mixed feelings
If I was more mature then
Would it be different
But She happy now
I have nothing to do with it
I did Courtney wrong
Hope all is well and I'm forgivin
If I'm not I just gotta be tough
And live with it
Missed a blessing on that
Myself I'm still kicking
The game is the game
Mane Don't lose yo vision
Like Beast Mode say
Take care of yo mental
And chicken
And all you lame ass niggas
Stop pressuring women
And all you crooked cops
Stop killing my niggas
Got Damn
A nigga can't get no peace
But i got the plug on
The K's I can get like 3
Oh this beat right here
Got it from JP
You ain't starting on a team
Not even JV
Running up a Check
To get another one
Fucked that bitch so good
She want my second son
I think she look the best
With her messy bun
Naw she ain't my girl
We just having fun
Smash then I dip
That's a hit and run
I don't need a deal
I'm gone get it done
Know yo worth
Some shit I gotta teach my son
Gotta work harder
Cause you ain't the only one
That's out here
Bag chasing
Watch what you smoking
They be bag lacing
Don't play 2k on the WiFi
The Lag crazy
I got this RT
But don't be drag racing