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