All a Mess

It's all a mess won't you pick it up
And please don't call again don't you hit me up
And yeah you used to ride me just like giddy up
You doin all that hatin well just keep it up

Heard you takin shots take a shot Fa me
Niggas movin funny they cops to me
See em lackin yeah it's the opps Fa me
We want the money just like monopoly
Yeah

It's all about the money it's a pick me up
Yeah
And now I gotta smoke you
You ain't Neva did a damn thing that I told
You
You was movin iffy when you really wasn't post to
Baby won't you come here it's some things I wanna show you
Take off like a rocket we so up now yeah we global
I aint never gotta tell you shit cause ion owe you
See you out in public imma act like ion know you
I ain't never tried to hold you back I'm tryna grow you

And I ain't got no love left in me
Tryna drain me out yeah she wanna get the best of me
Niggas want the sauce but I ain't givin up the recipe
I just want yo mind ion really want you sexually
if you wanna do that imma beat it if you lettin me
Niggas think it's sweet just so you know it ain't no checkin me
Ripped my heart right out my chest it felt like she dissecting me
Said I was yo man but you was never out here reppin me

But imma stop w the sentimental shit
Nigga talkin down then we hittem in his lip
If he get his gang we gone pull up w them sticks
Spin his block once spin again we hittin licks
I could shoot my shot but I never wanna miss
Cross a nigga up like cp3 just call me Chris
Stay in my own lane I ain't never gonna diss
Broke up with her through a note and sealed it with a kiss

Do you love me now
Yeah
Do you love me now
All I wanna know is do you love me now
Yeah
Do you love me now
Niggas used to pull up w the money out
Used to wear big clothes ain't lookin bummy now
I ain't coming over till it's sunny out
And yes my heart get cold my nose is runny now

It's all a mess won't you pick it up
And please don't call again don't you hit me up
And yeah you used to ride me just like giddy up
You doin all that hatin well just keep it up

Heard you takin shots take a shot Fa me
Niggas movin funny they cops to me
See em lackin yeah it's the opps Fa me
We want the money just like monopoly
Yeah

It's all about the money it's a pick me up
Yeah
And now I gotta smoke you
You ain't Neva did a damn thing that I told
You
You was movin iffy when you really wasn't post to
Baby won't you come here it's some things I wanna show you
Take off like a rocket we so up now yeah we global
I aint never gotta tell you shit cause ion owe you
See you out in public imma act like ion know you
I ain't never tried to hold you back I'm tryna grow you



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Writer(s): Tyree Young
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