積分
詞曲
Darian Ja'Quan Pitts
詞曲創作
歌詞
Ughh, Ughh
I cant let these **** near me
Near me, i know these **** wanna kill me
I told my mama i cant let these **** near me
Real me, Real me
they say they only want the real me
Kill me, I know these **** tryna kill me
Steal me, i told my mama they cant steal me
**** hatin i cant let these **** near me
In the rear only time i see a hater
Purple yellow weed smoking like a Laker
Put her in the oven turn too a baker
Im going to the top i swear this aint no faker
Purple yellow drip jus like a laker
Came to me with all her problems told her i cant save her
Put her at the top man i told her they gone hate her
Never trust a soul all these **** fold like paper
All about the money man, you know what im on
She just wanna fuck cause she say i turn her on
All jus bout the money man you know it turn me on
All jus bout that paper man you know that turn me on
I know that they mad that i did it oh so fast
I know real killers they’ll do you with no mask
Draw down, I know **** draw down
I know **** catch ya hot when the sun down
Real me, Real me
they say they only want the real me
Kill me, I know these **** tryna kill me
Steal me, i told my mama they cant steal me
**** hatin i cant let these **** near me
In the rear only time i see a hater
Purple yellow weed smoking like a Laker
Put her in the oven turn too a baker
Im going to the top i swear this aint no faker
Check this Out
We did this shit with no co-sign
Future Bright
A **** might just go blind
Haters out
they watchin on the sideline
I Know I Know, That its really my time
My time, My Time, I just know this is my time
My time, my time, My time, i cannot just wait in line
Same ****, i can never change up for nobody
Same ****, i just know a **** caught a body
Sticks Boom, Choppa Choppa, Bullets get to flyin
Green ,Green, Gwala Gwala, gotta get all mine
Money, Family, Finer Things, you know thats what we live for
Money, Family, Finer Things you know thats what they kill for
Real me, Real me
They say they only want the real me
Kill me, I know these **** tryna kill me
Steal me, i told my mama they cant steal me
**** hatin i cant let these **** near me
In the rear only time i see a hater
Purple yellow weed smoking like a Laker
Put her in the oven turn too a baker
Im going to the top i swear this aint no faker
I cannot let these **** near me
Near me, i know these **** wanna kill me
Purple yellow weed just like a Laker
Goin to the top I swear to God this aint no faker
Written by: Darian Ja'Quan Pitts
