Nina

(New Wave, Yeah, Yeah, Put my heart in a treesha, No, No, No, Oh, No, No)

I gave up on love
I'm counting these bucks
I put my heart in a treesha
I learned that bitch was a groupie
Stay to myself I only love this Nina

If it ain't Benjamin bills
Then I keep it real
Don't come talk to me
You could walk from me
Niggas out for me
I'm just counting green
They was doubting me
Now they proud of me

I'm disappointed in myself for thinking a stupid bitch would ever help
I'm about to get stupid rich but fuck the wealth
I do this for all my niggas in them cells
We tryna live better nigga fuck the past
Thank god I got talent I got into rap
I let out my feelings I put it on tracks
Jacking fuck love I need me a bag

I ain't ever have nobody down by my side
Everytime they folded and told me lies
I was clueless I looked her in her eyes
And she told me she loved she lied

I'm onto better things
I need some better rings
Fuck it, want everything
She want a wedding ring
But I got bitches that wanna get next to me

They wanna get next to me
They neglected me
Now they tryna come flex with me
She can't get the best of me
I been cooking up heat and they wanting my recipe

I got no time for a treesha
I cannot fold never leave up
I only trust in my Nina
Kick that bitch out she a skeezah

I gave up on love
I'm counting these bucks
I put my heart in a treesha
I learned that bitch was a groupie
Stay to myself I only love this Nina

If it ain't Benjamin bills
Then I keep it real
Don't come talk to me
You could walk from me
Niggas out for me
I'm just counting green
They was doubting me
Now they proud of me

Regret having some people in my life
They distracted me from doing what was right
Remember the summer days with the pipe I ain't cappin them niggas wanted my life

I was posted late nights on the opps side
I pulled up and I heard that the opps hide
It was me in the stu I'm with my guys
And I hear that they talking they all lied

They lie on my name
Why they watching my face
My brody got booked for a case

I don't want her I chase
All of the Rollie's that got a blue face

None of these niggas on my time
Watch from the sidelines
Coming up she hitting my line
But she wasting my time

I gave up on love
I'm counting these bucks
I put my heart in a treesha
I learned that bitch was a groupie
Stay to myself I only love this Nina

If it ain't Benjamin bills
Then I keep it real
Don't come talk to me
You could walk from me
Niggas out for me
I'm just counting green
They was doubting me
Now they proud of me

(No, no, treesha, no)



Credits
Writer(s): Dominick Martinez
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