Letras
Nu Money, street ballads, yeah
Shorty when I get around you, I just get this numb feeling
Since you got a smartphone, you think I'm a dumb nigga
Why you wanna split now? Shorty I was one with you
Tell me where you wanna go, girl I'm trying to come with ya
Thought I had a real bitch, instead I got a fake one
You was pointing fingers trying to shoot me down with fake guns
I don't want to die yet and I don't want no fake love
I'm trying to hold the squad down, I hype 'em just like Draymond
We'll just let the top down, but, we on our way up
Yeah I wanna ball, baby, but, don't wanna lay up
I'm just trying to eurostep my way into some Euro checks
The gang, is all five and all slime so we say, "Blood"
Staring at these blue skies walking on these red bottoms
We dining at Benihana, we don't eat at Red Lobster
Pocket full of blue bills, flyer than a Red Robin
Free Sinbad up out that jam, hate to say the feds got em
I'm back in my hometown, still I'm on the road still
Niggas getting in the way gon' end up being roadkill
I don't like to brag much, but, I keep it so trill
I just play my role, just let 'em know that I won't squeal
I don't talk to God much, but I still feel blessed dog
The savior that I know, is this .40 and my Kevlar
Just because I look calm, I'm still at they neck y'all
All my bitches too soft, I just like to flex hard
Fiends was coppin dog food, slung it out the doghouse
I ain't close to Chief Keef, but, I'm tryna Ballout
Heard they tryna sneak diss, ask them "what they talkin' bout?"
Shit was supposed to fall through, why y'all wanna fall out?
I just keep it ten toes, snitches droppin' loose change
Leave you bitches assed out, like you work at Blue Flame
I got on these fly kicks, they just call me Lu Kang
I ain't with no new gang, bitch the whole crew bang
I got on this new drip, diamonds look like duck sauce
I wear all my jewels out, I don't leave them ducked off
All I do is show love, love me and I love y'all
But if you say it's fuck me, then best believe it's fuck y'all