I just love I'm with you, yeah, this shit is on ten We used to be friends, girl, and even then You look at me with no hesitation and you'd tell me baby, it's yours else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to and that What made me think about the game, And how I switched it up a new thang Young nigga came through on his And nowadays when I ask about who got it, they say it's Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's Nobody else's, yeah, this belong to nobody, it's yours It's yours, for sure
How you feel about, coming with a, nigga for the night? If you nervous, hit the lights, I know we only out of spite Cause your man do you right, do you right, I could fuck you so good Then I hit you with the 9 a.m. in Dallas who you like, baby, who you
Machine gun for all my niggas in the back Stadium packed, glad to see the city on the map I gave the city life, it ain't about who did it first It's about who did it right, looking like "Preach" Open on me for a half a million each I find peace knowing that it's harder in the I know, luckily I didn't have to there I only go there cause there's niggas that I know there I don't know what's into me I just like the when you see your enemy somewhere in the club And you he just not in a position to reciprocate your energy You ain't ever worried he's not who he pretends to be People Mazin who was a best friend to me Start to become a distant Things in that life and this life started lacking synergy And fucking with me mentally, I think meant to be Paranoid, always rolling with my mothafuckin' But you gotta understand when yours They don't really leave your ass with a choice, man
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