Blasphemy
Urch money
May Tune
Blasphemy, you said, "You was gon' blast for me"
No, you not my brother, just some nigga that crossed paths with me
Said, "He was a vulture", but he couldn't handle half the beef
We was in the field, I'm talkin' way more than a athlete
If I post his bitch, he probably think 'bout comin' after me
Boy, you must be stupid, got mo' shots than the action scene
And a nigga prayed up, one time for the ministry
They ain't really hearin' me, I don't think these niggas feelin' me
Guess I gotta talk 'bout all this jewelry I just spent my money on
I just went back to the hood and brought young niggas some guns
They be killin' shit for fun, now I don't promote no violence
But bitches and that fame'll have them other niggas wylin'
They be in them rentals while we floatin' in them gliders
Five-percent tint, so you hoes can't see inside it
Hey, and we got five-percent tint, so you hoes can't see inside it
Solid young nigga, I don't ever chase my liquor
Gotta keep a couple bitches in case my bitch go to trippin'
She know I don't give a fuck, I ain't really got no feelings
All I need is some Henny, and I'm all about my Benji's
I don't trust a lotta niggas 'cause these niggas so flake
They'll act like they supportin' you, but tryna take yo' place
They be smilin' in my face but talk behind my back
I play stupid to these niggas, but I'm clutchin' on this Mac
'Cause I know
It's gon' go down one day
And they know
I'ma let this bitch spray, yeah
And I know
It's gon' go down one day
And they know
I'm gon' this bitch spray, let it spray
I ain't call on no nigga, when I was down on my dick
I just prayed e'ry night and grind like I ain't have shit
Niggas claim that they fuck with me, but nowhere to be found
And when that shit went down, they was nowhere around
I put my heart in my pocket, that's just some real shit
If you ain't never been through nothin', you won't feel this
I put my heart in my pocket, that's just some real shit
If you ain't never been through nothin', you won't feel this
I know
It's gon' go down one day
And they know
I'ma let this bitch spray, yeah
I know
It's gon' go down one day
And they know
I'm gon' this bitch spray, let it spray, eh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
Whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
May Tune
Blasphemy, you said, "You was gon' blast for me"
No, you not my brother, just some nigga that crossed paths with me
Said, "He was a vulture", but he couldn't handle half the beef
We was in the field, I'm talkin' way more than a athlete
If I post his bitch, he probably think 'bout comin' after me
Boy, you must be stupid, got mo' shots than the action scene
And a nigga prayed up, one time for the ministry
They ain't really hearin' me, I don't think these niggas feelin' me
Guess I gotta talk 'bout all this jewelry I just spent my money on
I just went back to the hood and brought young niggas some guns
They be killin' shit for fun, now I don't promote no violence
But bitches and that fame'll have them other niggas wylin'
They be in them rentals while we floatin' in them gliders
Five-percent tint, so you hoes can't see inside it
Hey, and we got five-percent tint, so you hoes can't see inside it
Solid young nigga, I don't ever chase my liquor
Gotta keep a couple bitches in case my bitch go to trippin'
She know I don't give a fuck, I ain't really got no feelings
All I need is some Henny, and I'm all about my Benji's
I don't trust a lotta niggas 'cause these niggas so flake
They'll act like they supportin' you, but tryna take yo' place
They be smilin' in my face but talk behind my back
I play stupid to these niggas, but I'm clutchin' on this Mac
'Cause I know
It's gon' go down one day
And they know
I'ma let this bitch spray, yeah
And I know
It's gon' go down one day
And they know
I'm gon' this bitch spray, let it spray
I ain't call on no nigga, when I was down on my dick
I just prayed e'ry night and grind like I ain't have shit
Niggas claim that they fuck with me, but nowhere to be found
And when that shit went down, they was nowhere around
I put my heart in my pocket, that's just some real shit
If you ain't never been through nothin', you won't feel this
I put my heart in my pocket, that's just some real shit
If you ain't never been through nothin', you won't feel this
I know
It's gon' go down one day
And they know
I'ma let this bitch spray, yeah
I know
It's gon' go down one day
And they know
I'm gon' this bitch spray, let it spray, eh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
Whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Chad Thomas
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