Mmm
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
I know times get hard, but trust me, bruh, you gotta stay up
All these bitches jockin’ ’cause they see you on your way up
And I swear I done did about a hundred thousand favors
Like, what do you want from me?
Ridin’ with that .40, gotta keep it on when we cuttin’
Diamonds on my necklace be shinin’ like a chandelier
And all these bitches plottin’, ’cause they see I’m on my way
Now what they want from me? (Now what they want from me?)
There ain’t no love, love, love
Baby, there wasn’t no love for me (There wasn’t no love)
‘Cause in the streets, wasn’t no love, love, no love
Baby, there wasn’t no love for me
Hundred thousand dollars on a Bentley truck (Yeah, yeah)
Took a fuckin’ while, but bitch, I ran it up (I did that)
She gon’ suck the D and she fuck on us (For real, for real)
I’ma mop the pussy like a janitor (Yeah, yeah)
She gon’ fuck the clique ’cause we lit as fuck
She don’t wanna fuck with no lil’ jitty boys
Well, bitch, I’m only eighteen, so I’m a jitty boy
And we got racks in the club and we lit as fuck
Hustle
He ain’t never had to hustle, he ain’t get out the struggle
Bitch, I got it out the mud, so skinny nigga, I ain’t never had muscle
Skinny nigga, but I’m sticked up
I-I-I know times get hard, but trust me, bruh, you gotta stay up
All these bitches jockin’ ’cause they see you on your way up
And I swear I done did about a hundred thousand favors
Like, what do you want from me?
Ridin’ with that .40, gotta keep it on when we cuttin’
Diamonds on my necklace be shinin’ like a chandelier
And all these bitches plottin’, ’cause they see I’m on my way
Now what they want from me? (Now what they want from me?)
There ain’t no love, love, love
Baby, there wasn’t no love for me (There wasn’t no love)
‘Cause in the streets, wasn’t no love, love, no love
Baby, there wasn’t no love for me
Ooh, yeah
I used to sleep on a pallet (Pallet)
Choppa, now I got more balance (Balance)
Bitch, I’m not mentally challenged (Challenged)
I get a SS, I check her retarded for real
She gon’ fuck the clique ’cause she know I’m in the field (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m gon’ fuck on her sister
For my niggas locked up, yeah they fucked in the system (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They got stuck in the system
I’m gon’ fuck on your misses (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Never fuck on these bitches (Yeah)
‘Cause these bitches ain’t shit, ooh yeah
Bitch nigga say he ridin’, but I know he pretendin’
Fuck boy, this ain’t a movie but that clip is extended
All of these bitches just like to say they get it (They get it)
Lickity split, when she suck on the dick, we gon’ fuck on these bitches
I know times get hard, but trust me, bruh, you gotta stay up
All these bitches jockin’ ’cause they see you on your way up
And I swear I done did about a hundred thousand favors
Like, what do you want from me?
Ridin’ with that .40, gotta keep it on when we cuttin’
Diamonds on my necklace be shinin’ like a chandelier
And all these bitches plottin’, ’cause they see I’m on my way
Now what they want from me? (Now what they want from me?)
There ain’t no love, love, love
Baby, there wasn’t no love for me (There wasn’t no love)
‘Cause in the streets, wasn’t no love, love, no love
Baby, there wasn’t no love for me
Hey look
I’ma get back at you bro, but this bitch better hurry up with my mothafuckin’ Wendy’s
The fuck I’m at? Oh… not Wendy’s, I’m at the s—
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