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 Nobody else's, yeah, this belong to nobody, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit to nobody and that What made me about the game, girl And how I switched it up with a new nigga came through on his Wu-Tang And nowadays when I ask about who got it, say it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit to nobody, it's yours else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours It's yours, that's for
How you feel about, coming home with a, nigga for the If you nervous, hit the lights, I know we only out of spite your man don't do you right, do you right, I could 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 just 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 a million each I find peace knowing that it's in the streets I know, luckily I didn't to grow there I would only go there cause there's that I know there I don't know what's getting me I just like the rush when you see your enemy in the club And you realize he just not in a to reciprocate your energy You ain't ever worried cause he's not who he to be People like Mazin who was a best to me Start to a distant memory Things change in that and this life started lacking synergy And with me mentally, I think it's meant to be Paranoid, rolling with my mothafuckin' boys But you gotta understand when yours They don't really your ass with a mothafuckin' choice, man
I just love when I'm with you, yeah, shit is on ten We used to be friends, girl, and back then You would look at me with no hesitation and you'd tell me baby, it's Nobody else's, yeah, this belong to nobody, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, shit belong to nobody and that What made me think about the game, And how I switched it up with a new Young nigga through on his Wu-Tang And nowadays when I ask about who got it, they say it's Nobody else's, yeah, this shit to nobody, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, yours yours, that's for sure