Bleed

I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet 'bout it, we could speak 'bout it if you really, really with me
Growin' up bein' in the gas stations, in the CVSs gettin' gifties yeah
And if you really my nigga, word to mother, we gon' split it 50-50, yeah (JoeFromYO)
They call me a SoundCloud boy, they stealin' my sound now, boy
I feel like I'm really the king in my city, I got the crown now, boy
Two .38s on the side of me, lookin' like a cowboy, yeah

Niggas be actin' like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboys
Don't play with me, .38 on me, and I'm feelin' so, so special
Niggas is lucky I'm busy gettin' money 'cause I really coulda left you
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary

I prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri, yeah, beasty, used to lurk in the bushes
Now when I open my eyes I look in the sky, hopin' I make it to Heaven
You can have family ties, all rats gotta die, you can still be a dub if you tellin'
And even if it was my cousin, it is a dub, fuck it, just knock off his melon

I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
Prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri

Heard they wanna catch me lackin', oh, please (oh, please)
Yeah, they don't know I'm really odee ('dee)
Niggas rattin', eatin' on cheese (cheese)
Just free the real until they all free (mm)

Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh-uh, Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, mmm-mmm
Lamborghini car keys, vroom-vroom, I don't know why they actin' like they G'd up, hmm-mmm
Wipe a nigga nose like he sneezin', hmm-mmm, go to Elliot for Aquafina, huh-uh
Chain lookin' like a hockey puck, hmm, like a freezer, hmm

You told me never say never, then you told me you would never get me set up (yeah)
But love is a set-up already, shoulda said, "I love you" to a Bentley (mmm)
I know niggas that ain't even graduate can't leave the country, they felons already
But fuck it, at least they know better, any nigga could tell ain't no tellin'

I done seen niggas tell on they brother, 'em niggas was there for you when you were strugglin'
I done seen niggas love on they bitch and go kiss her and hug her right after she suckin' dick
And you gotta watch out for niggas that's watchin' your money, watch who you get money with
And don't you compete with your own gang, no, don't you go be on no funny shit

'Cause niggas'll tell on they whole gang 'cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeah
I was addicted to Balmain, I did every Amiri denim (yeah)
I'm not a regular person, I threw away all my Margielas (yeah)
Got a closet with nothin' but fly shit, trendsetter from my hat to my sweater, yeah-yeah

I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
Prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri

Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh-uh
Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, uh-uh
Lamborghini car keys, vroom-vroom