T.W.Y

Don't want nothing to do with ya
I'm through ya
I don't give a fuck who with ya
Can't be cool with ya
Sick of all these lies
Mfs wasting my time
Mfs stay on my line
press decline
I Ain't tryn fool with ya

No I didn't school with ya
Ain't make moves with ya
Real niggas move in silence y'all niggas Wildin y'all niggas move different
Young nigga you stool pigeon
Always know who did it
These hoes act ignorant
I don't want nothing to with it
Sick of all of these hates
I'm just out here counting paper
So many counted me out
All had to count on me later
The all had looked down on me baby
It still ain't no frown on me baby
Only a few had looked out for me
Still the same niggas surrounding me lately

Digital scale
Get the shit sent trough mail
All of this shit is for sale
This ain't no brick this bale
This lil bitch want me to fail
If did they crime they would tell
I'm way to solid they frail
Straight to the top they trail

Don't want nothing to do with ya
I'm through ya
I don't give a fuck who with ya
Can't be cool with ya
Sick of all these lies
Mfs wasting my time
Mfs stay on my line
press decline
I Ain't tryn fool with ya



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Writer(s): Javontae Azcona
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