Why Do That (Interlude)
They told me stack or starve
I done did my own thing
On my own lil dawg
Anybody got a problem
We gon go to war
No validation
They don't even need that from ya
Tryna be around them niggas
That be around niggas
That don't even speak on each other
Spin down the block cut the rubber
As long as you happy
You made it out gutter
Tryna be places you don't gotta wonder
If its gon have a cold
But it always stay summer
You know what he saying is cap
He lying and tugging on raps
I sit back and do my own thing
You worried about him nigga why you do that
False accusation nigga can you speak facts
He cut down his grass he see all of the rats
I been up in my bag
And I cannot go back
Put a bond on his head
He'll be gone with a snap
Wavy I told you you'll get hot in the city
I ain't got feelings
I don't got Pitty
You telling me shit I already i know really
By the time you'll be talking
Be gone with a milli
They told me stack or starve
I done did my own thing
On my own lil dawg
Anybody got a problem
We gon go to war
No validation
They don't even need that from ya
Tryna be around them niggas
That be around niggas
That don't even speak on each other
Spin down the block cut the rubber
As long as you happy
You made it out gutter
Tryna be places you don't gotta wonder
If its gon have a cold
But it always stay summer
You know what he saying is cap
He lying and tugging on raps
I sit back and do my own thing
You worried about him nigga why you do that
I done did my own thing
On my own lil dawg
Anybody got a problem
We gon go to war
No validation
They don't even need that from ya
Tryna be around them niggas
That be around niggas
That don't even speak on each other
Spin down the block cut the rubber
As long as you happy
You made it out gutter
Tryna be places you don't gotta wonder
If its gon have a cold
But it always stay summer
You know what he saying is cap
He lying and tugging on raps
I sit back and do my own thing
You worried about him nigga why you do that
False accusation nigga can you speak facts
He cut down his grass he see all of the rats
I been up in my bag
And I cannot go back
Put a bond on his head
He'll be gone with a snap
Wavy I told you you'll get hot in the city
I ain't got feelings
I don't got Pitty
You telling me shit I already i know really
By the time you'll be talking
Be gone with a milli
They told me stack or starve
I done did my own thing
On my own lil dawg
Anybody got a problem
We gon go to war
No validation
They don't even need that from ya
Tryna be around them niggas
That be around niggas
That don't even speak on each other
Spin down the block cut the rubber
As long as you happy
You made it out gutter
Tryna be places you don't gotta wonder
If its gon have a cold
But it always stay summer
You know what he saying is cap
He lying and tugging on raps
I sit back and do my own thing
You worried about him nigga why you do that
Credits
Writer(s): Wavy Cam
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