Swervin
Yeah
In that body Benz we keep big swervin'
Baby, top me down, I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot 'til his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun 'cause it gets murky
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this goin' back and forth is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just puttin' my real life on these Pro Tools
Just show me you love me, you want my time, it's expensive
These niggas be talkin' until we pay they ass a visit
Ain't postin' no load 'cause if I show it, it's exquisite
Don't know why they love me, I guess my sound, it be different
This lifestyle we're livin', yeah, we still workin' on the weekend
The OGs that raised me, man, they just threw me in the deep end
The shit I be sayin', it take a minute just to sink in
Devil be on me, sometimes I feel him tryna creep in
We really the topic, man, I swear to God we're the topic
Other niggas on they team up tryna stop us
Nigga try your luck, boy, these bullets heart stoppin'
Swear they run into us and these niggas' hearts droppin'
(Yeah, free the demons 'til they get home, nigga)
In that body Benz we keep big swervin'
Baby, top me down, I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot 'til his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun 'cause it gets murky
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this goin' back and forth is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just puttin' my real life on these Pro Tools (uh)
I miss my brother Eric, I just hate that we departed
Got knots up on this chopper, swear this bitch'll go retarded
Don't tell me you love me, if you won't finish what you started
Be high off the 'scotti and still be rollin' up regardless
And that's for Treyan, we spend a thousand on Givenchy
Believe it or not, I'm showin' niggas this ain't Ripley's
In love with my Glock, you know I gotta keep her with me
It's snakes on the block, I know somebody tryna get me
I feel like they're comin' and I ain't into playin' defense
When niggas start dyin', these pussy niggas get to preachin'
A bitch wanna argue, I ain't stayin', bitch, I'm leavin'
Had dreams about ten, now I can make that on the weekend
All I need is revenge, rather pop a door, he finna creep in
Shoutout Rim Gotti, bought the gleek in
Baby bought a pair of Gucci socks for me to sleep in
You start to get money and watch them niggas start to leach in
In that body Benz we keep big swervin'
Baby, top me down, I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot 'til his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun 'cause it gets murky
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this goin' back and forth is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just puttin' my real life on these Pro Tools
In that body Benz we keep big swervin'
Baby, top me down, I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot 'til his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun 'cause it gets murky
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this goin' back and forth is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just puttin' my real life on these Pro Tools
Just show me you love me, you want my time, it's expensive
These niggas be talkin' until we pay they ass a visit
Ain't postin' no load 'cause if I show it, it's exquisite
Don't know why they love me, I guess my sound, it be different
This lifestyle we're livin', yeah, we still workin' on the weekend
The OGs that raised me, man, they just threw me in the deep end
The shit I be sayin', it take a minute just to sink in
Devil be on me, sometimes I feel him tryna creep in
We really the topic, man, I swear to God we're the topic
Other niggas on they team up tryna stop us
Nigga try your luck, boy, these bullets heart stoppin'
Swear they run into us and these niggas' hearts droppin'
(Yeah, free the demons 'til they get home, nigga)
In that body Benz we keep big swervin'
Baby, top me down, I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot 'til his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun 'cause it gets murky
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this goin' back and forth is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just puttin' my real life on these Pro Tools (uh)
I miss my brother Eric, I just hate that we departed
Got knots up on this chopper, swear this bitch'll go retarded
Don't tell me you love me, if you won't finish what you started
Be high off the 'scotti and still be rollin' up regardless
And that's for Treyan, we spend a thousand on Givenchy
Believe it or not, I'm showin' niggas this ain't Ripley's
In love with my Glock, you know I gotta keep her with me
It's snakes on the block, I know somebody tryna get me
I feel like they're comin' and I ain't into playin' defense
When niggas start dyin', these pussy niggas get to preachin'
A bitch wanna argue, I ain't stayin', bitch, I'm leavin'
Had dreams about ten, now I can make that on the weekend
All I need is revenge, rather pop a door, he finna creep in
Shoutout Rim Gotti, bought the gleek in
Baby bought a pair of Gucci socks for me to sleep in
You start to get money and watch them niggas start to leach in
In that body Benz we keep big swervin'
Baby, top me down, I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot 'til his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun 'cause it gets murky
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this goin' back and forth is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just puttin' my real life on these Pro Tools
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Terry Williamson
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