歌词
You know it's on
Woo, hold up
I do this for all the niggas that showed me love
I do this for all of them women that took me in, that motherly love
I'm spillin' my heart 'round these instrumentals, talkin' 'bout love
Tried cryin' to God, but I didn't hear nobody talkin' above
What the fuck would a lil'-ass nigga like me know about love?
I know I gotta give you somethin' in exchange
For that, girl, you tryna steal my trust, huh
Tryna get your wings and tryna do it all with the lust, huh
If I could fly for a day, I would head up straight to the sun, yeah
I'ma shoot for the moon, my head stuck
Up in the clouds, I never was done, huh
Text me, what you doin'? I'll fly to you, girl
Right now, I won't sleep 'til the time's up
How I got all this shit right now? I got bags on bags, I'm lined up
Cash, we havin' it counted up, got a ski, you can't catch it on camera
Hoes on me and on my familia, I don't think we're familiar
I'm tryna stay out of the drama and all
Of the cappin' and all of the weird stuff
He done had his heart ripped out too
Many times, I'm still tryna heal up
They wan' feel us, but they call us
The bad guys, how is that still love?
Let me think, young nigga back in his bag now, and it's real love
Givenchy pants on me, stick got me saggin' down, and it's real love
Fuckin' all night in them jeans, I got
Some molly now, and it's real love, huh
I got the M on me, the stick size, it's three of 'em
Got the stick size, got the AK, Draco, you gon' send all of 'em
I'm on the strip with a Margi' on me
Hit 'em with the good shit, not the runners
Bitch, I'm the top dog, not the runner
The way that I talk, I could pop a hundred
Pop the cash out, spend it all, hell yeah, now we talkin' numbers
Talkin' a lot, huh, talkin' a lot, but you ain't really talkin' to us
She love me a lot, huh, she love me
A lot, I want that, she did it for me
Flexin' a lot, huh, flexin' a lot, I gotta get it from you
Ooh, you gotta give me a promise, huh
You gotta swear not to turn your back
When shit get tough, be honest, huh
I done did all the drugs, baby, and you tryna be my sponsor
Please don't play 'round with my heart
Shit break, you'll be responsible
Woo, woo (Come on)
You'll be responsible (You know it)
I know you want it too (Too)
I'm tryna give it to you
I do this for all the niggas that showed me love
I do this for all of them women that took me in, that motherly love
I'm spillin' my heart 'round these instrumentals, talkin' 'bout love
Tried cryin' to God, but I didn't hear nobody talkin' above
What the fuck would a lil'-ass nigga like me know about love?
I know I gotta give you somethin' in exchange
For that, girl, you tryna steal my trust, huh
Tryna get your wings and tryna do it all with the lust, huh
If I could fly for a day, I would head up straight to the sun, yeah
Woo
If I could fly for a day, I would head up straight to the sun, uh
I'ma shoot for the moon, my head stuck up in the
Head up straight to the sun, uh
Shootin' the gang, head up straight to the sun, bitch
Yeah
You already know what they told me, they
Told me not to fall in love with no girl
Yeah
Fuck that shit, shut the fuck up, nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Fuck, yeah
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