Worth

Line, line
Skyline
Tony H. what it do nigga?
What's up?

My heart feel no remorse
Fucked over me, made ya choice
I hope you get what it's worth
Talk to God, I don't go to church
Ain't money I don't converse
Can't play me I know my worth
I'm poppin, she poppin percs
She topless, I'm in the vert
Maserati for what it's worth
Face clean, but I did my dirt
Glock 40 underneath my shirt, play wit me ya underneath that dirt
Big buds in my swisher, tried cones I didn't like that
She don't believe in violence
But that pussy better when you fight back
I'm sicker than all these niggas, yo mans whack and you hyped that
Fnh where yo lights at
Repo man take ya life back
Wayne County a lil small town, I came up some ain't like that
Some of em even my family, knowin I don't fear l no challenge
I love my mama and my sisters
Seem they love everybody go against the Kang
No remorse and I won't explain
The only credit niggas give is blame, that's why

My heart feel no remorse
Fucked over me, made ya choice
I hope you get all it's worth
Talk to God, I don't go to church
Ain't money I don't converse
Can't play me I know my worth
I'm poppin, she poppin percs
She topless, I'm in the vert
Maserati for what it's worth
My heart feel no remorse
Fucked over me, made ya choice
I hope you get all it's worth

In every city I stepped on
Bad bitches gettin felt on
House keeping done smelt strong
Swivel I keep my head on
Heartbreak, been depressed homes
Cheer me up wit deposits
Good job and she got low mileage
In public touching on yo privates
Diss me in public, but love me in private
This girl broke my heart, and i couldn't describe it
Well really I could but let's just keep it private
1.5 it didn't excite me; offer me 5 if you gonna invite me
Offer me 3 if you want me to sign it
Masters recoup-able, Smokin the usual
High like the usual, bitch fly pussy juicy
Suck while I drive, she a fool on the cruise control
Pull up by myself, dump the stick on the cruise control
Nobody gone die what the fuck we gone do it for
Got me a two seater cause kings always die
When a friend stab them in the back so nobody won't sit behind me
Let's ride

My heart feel no remorse
Fucked over me, made ya choice
I hope you get all it's worth
Talk to God, I don't go to church
Ain't money I don't converse
Can't play me I know my worth
I'm poppin, she poppin percs
She topless, I'm in the vert
Maserati for what it's worth
My heart feel no remorse
Fucked over me, made ya choice
I hope you get all it's worth
My heart feel no remorse
Fucked over me, made ya choice
I hope you get all it's worth
Talk to God, I don't go to church
Ain't money I don't converse
Can't play me I know my worth



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Writer(s): 0, Michael Taylor, Leslie Hundley
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