Love It

Love when they say I can't ball
Love when they say I can't smoke
Spark that shit on the stage
Shit hurt a bitch nigga throat
Love when they say I can't dress
Designer on they neck
Love when they think I'm stress
Pull up with the tech
Put a nigga on a stretcher
Love when they say I can't
Do what I do
Came for the blues
Nothin lesser

Gettin money
Yeah I love it
I Put nothing there above it
Young and thuggin
Laid back but I'm rushin
Time to go get the blue hunnits
(Yeah yeah)
So hot put a bun in the oven
So high I'm on top and I love it

Share the play
Gave 3 racks to my bousin
He bring back a dozen
Add zeros to my budget

Run down
Draw down
Or he get a
Beat down
Repercussion
Ouu he bluffin
He ain't really bout nothing
I really had nothing
Turned that shit to some racks bitch
I be thinkin dummy
Turn that shit into tracks bitch
2 pistols on me
Can't lack bitch
You know the trap jumping
Like last name was jacks bitch
Brought a gun to a fist fight
Jax bitch
Run pockets then hit sakes fifth
This ain't no damn mixtape
But you know
I'm smoking on dat pif
Oh yeen know I was dat nigga
Oh yeen know I run with killas

Love when they say I can't ball
Love when they say I can't smoke
Spark that shit on the stage
Shit hurt a bitch nigga throat
Love when they say I can't dress
Designer on they neck
Love when they think I'm stress
Pull up with the tech
Put a nigga on a stretcher
Love when they say I can't
Do what I do
Came for the blues
Nothin lesser

Boy you a stranger
Boy you in danger
Let off my anger
My trigger finger
Right on the banger
Hits be so major
Pain be so major
Bitch want me save her
Ball Derrick favors
Don't ask for favors
Cause I got the flavors
Drip be soo major
These niggas minor
I got my iron up
I couldn't be finer
The bitch could be finer
I always give a reminder her
I forgot I never mind her
I don't understand
She say I undermine her



Credits
Writer(s): Lamonte' Bailey
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