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