Lyrics

Yeah, I see you, but you don't see me Don't talk 'bout racks when that talk is cheap Yeah, I see shook ones tryna mob like deep But it's eye for an eye when it comes to my G's So I tell 'em like, "Look We used to push P's, now we're pushing P We used to tic weed 'til we sold some C, we used to get A Never gave out B, now it's DND 'til she cops this, ughh More time tryna run, no Messi Shit gets messy when she f*cks me good Like the bad boy 'til you see What's good, the harshest of settings, we drip, they drool Told bro, never broke again, yeah, We some 'young boys', young and turnt 'til death It ain't no biggie, ain't got 2Pac's left We start with 50, then we got some cents Loud boys run fast like Ramadan Who am I threatened by, cuz that's none of 'em How many times did they talk their shit And I ain't respond, now there's more than one of them To be honest, that's some fan behavior DND for a f*cking stranger, BRB said I'll see them later Meantime, now I'm a CLB That's cap tryna hit all three I ain't no Cupid They can't handle me, couldn't be one, maybe three She's tryna get uhh in the penthouse suite In the penthouse suite where movies get made Been out on these streets where people get played Some CFBs, we out here, no Drake Some certi f*ck boys, when we come, they stay Ay, ay Ay, ay Ay, ay Some CFBs, we out here, no Drake Some certi f*ck boys, when we come, they stay Shoot my shot like Cupid I'm a nuisance 'cause they can't get through She like the D game and the offense too Yeah, they stay the same while we're making moves We callin' 'em copy cats Cause they copy this and they cats like that Look forward Ain't going back to the grams and scales in the council flats Bro still out doin' it proper, told the label, better up that offer See me up front, know my time will cost you I can't chase love, tryin' to chase me an occa See me, I can't ever be jealous See me, hard work over talent See me mixing pleasure Got balance with business and figures that they couldn't manage Still The loud boys run fast like Ramadan Who am I threatened by, 'cause that's none of 'em How many times did they talk their shit And I ain't respond, now there's more than one of them To be honest, that's some fan behavior DND for a f*cking stranger, BRB said I'll see them later Meantime, now I'm a CLB That's cap tryna hit all three, I ain't no Cupid They can't handle me, couldn't be one Maybe three she's tryna get uhh in the penthouse suite In the penthouse suite where movies get made Been out on these streets where people get played some CFBs We out here, no Drake Some certi f*ck boys, when we come, they stay Ay, ay Ay, ay Ay, ay Some CFBs, we out here, no Drake Some certi f*ck boys, when we come, they stay
Writer(s): Jack Kahui, Kiril Ivanovski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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