Letra

Cal-A, thank you for fuckin' with me, yeah Cal-A, keep it lit I go by the name of ALLBLACK Talked about me like a dog When you get mad, you like to throw shit back in my face Niggas broke codes and went against the grain It's all good, I ain't mad at the end of the day When we was cool, I was that nigga Now you're runnin' 'round tellin' hoes that I ain't poppin' They tell me, "BLACK, stop helpin' niggas score" But instead I passed the ball more times than John Stockton Instead of eatin' two hunnid dollar steaks I was with niggas eatin' burritos and a bowl of Top Ramen They told me, "Distance yourself and watch you get your blessings" I moved closer to them niggas and kept on rockin' Should be in the NFL with Rock Instead of that, I sold pussy to white collar Johnsons Gina offered me ten thousand to stop spinnin' bitches Said, "No," next week, Raymond was in a coffin Fly out to Denver with this hoe and go check some bands Instead, I'm in Cal-A house with P-LO, grindin' We ain't even runnin' the same race I swear to God I'm not mad over that shit y'all did, we straight Talked about me like a dog When you get mad, you like to throw shit back in my face Niggas broke codes and went against the grain It's all good, I ain't mad at the end of the day Jealousy is a disease I'ma ask you hoe niggas, can you stay away? And we ain't even runnin' the same race I swear to God I ain't mad over that shit y'all did, we straight If I see 'em, I'ma get the man (knock 'em down) Pray I never do a bid the case is federal, they beat the hand Pussy wet enough to river dance No time for the bitch, mind fixed on bigger plans 'Course she love me when I'm in demand I ain't see you in the field, you was in the stands Hate when niggas politic behind the mic stand That's the quickest way to shorten up your life span My friends all got hot ones And a real nigga T shot one Thuggin' still, nigga, I do not run (never ran, on God) Bet a hunnid mill', net it, get the job done Black folk and God, tryna wait 'til God come, I'ma save me now Tryna make a play today, catch me on the rebound .223 rounds, quick to air the street out Wanna beef 'cause you wanna beat me, deep down Gotta be a better way (yeah) Heavy stepper tryna step away (yeah) I don't wanna go to Heaven gates That bitch life don't be givin' niggas second dates Can't get right, ain't no talkin' when it's up there Niggas never gave a fuck, care I'm from where the hate real but the love rare (uh) You would never dare to come near Norf Talked about me like a dog When you get mad, you like to throw shit back in my face Niggas broke codes and went against the grain It's all good, I ain't mad at the end of the day Jealousy is a disease I'ma ask you ho niggas, can you stay away? And we ain't even runnin' the same race I swear to God I'm not mad over that shit y'all did, we straight This year, some people turned their back on me Niggas I done fed and shared beds with Had a sleepover, talked wack 'bout me They told my family I was cattin' Said I was a thief and I was out here sippin' the freaks Whenever you free, you should pull up to the class I teach You could lie to them hoes all the fuck you want (You-you-you could lie to them hoes all the fuck you want) But deep inside, your bitch-ass know facts 'bout me I coulda had your face smashed on your head like a barber I coulda fucked your baby mama in front of your daughter I coulda had all you niggas stripped Spit on, knocked out, woke up, all in that order I coulda ran down on niggas with more my chopper Thank Dominique, he talked me out of swiss cheesin' your Honda Took off my jewelry just to see how these hoes would treat me If I'm so boosie, why the fuck you niggas wanna be me? Not in your city, how she use that bitch's to freeze me My mama think one of the niggas around me gon' kill me Bein' nice got me hurt Never said no when they asked for it, drugs and all Don't wanna kill these fake niggas I want 'em alive so they can watch a real nigga ball We ain't even runnin' the same race I swear to God I'm not mad over that shit y'all did, we straight Talked about me like a dog When you get mad, you like to throw shit back in my face Niggas broke codes and went against the grain It's all good, I ain't mad at the end of the day Jealousy is a disease I'ma ask you ho niggas, can you stay away? And we ain't even runnin' the same race I swear to God I'm not mad over that shit y'all did, we straight Jealousy is a disease I'ma ask you hoe niggas, can you stay away? And we ain't even runnin' the same race I swear to God I'm not mad over that shit y'all did, we straight
Writer(s): Vince Staples Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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