Close to Me
Get up, nigga tryin' hard like sit-ups (J.R.)
Nigga got caught in the field
He gon' walk in the building chest out with his chin up
Nigga got robbed
Why he ain't got a big spot, hit him, bitch nigga won't admit us
Nigga don't keep it true to himself
But a nigga gon' do it, it ain't no help like baow
It really don't make that sound, it's loud
That's why I don't make that sound
I really don't sell no half or O's
I'd rather just sell you pounds
I really wouldn't say they give-and-gos
Let me see how they doin' now
Might be some ruined now
Girl, how you doin'? She like
She wanna be close to me, wanna feel my pain
She wanna be Northside, wanna be beside, wanna be my main
Pull up with thе heater out like
Thе meter out like, "Where my change?"
She like, "I wouldn't do you, I wouldn't do you that way"
But you did
You always talkin' 'bout meds
Wake me up, fuck up my sleep
Who is this bitch on read?
She probably hang with the Bloods
But she fuck with the cholos, the yoyos and me
I had to say that shit quiet, she settin' that shit up
Don't tell the police what I'm doin'
They probably wouldn't believe what I'm doin'
Like I'm gettin' money
The crew get it too, never givin' out leaks what I'm doin'
Get a call like, "I'm out front"
Let her in, that's all she want
Better yet, let's smoke a blunt
And she know I got demons, she ain't leavin' all because
She wanna be close to me, wanna feel my pain
She wanna be Northside, wanna be beside, wanna be my main
Pull up with the heater out like
The meter out like, "Where my change?"
She like, "I wouldn't do you, I wouldn't do you that way"
That's hard, that's hard, yeah
Woah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She wanna be close to me, wanna feel my pain
She wanna be Northside, wanna be beside, wanna be my main
Pull up with the heater out like
The meter out like, "Where my change?"
She like, "I wouldn't do you, I wouldn't do you that way"
Oh, ayy, I wouldn't do you
I wouldn't do you that way (TayTay made the beat)
I wouldn't, really, ayy
I wouldn't do you, I wouldn't do you
She said she wanna be around a nigga
Like, I really got demons and shit
So shit, I, I mean
It's crazy that
Or cool that you like to be around a nigga, you feel me?
Pull up like, "Nigga (Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Give me that shit"
Nigga got caught in the field
He gon' walk in the building chest out with his chin up
Nigga got robbed
Why he ain't got a big spot, hit him, bitch nigga won't admit us
Nigga don't keep it true to himself
But a nigga gon' do it, it ain't no help like baow
It really don't make that sound, it's loud
That's why I don't make that sound
I really don't sell no half or O's
I'd rather just sell you pounds
I really wouldn't say they give-and-gos
Let me see how they doin' now
Might be some ruined now
Girl, how you doin'? She like
She wanna be close to me, wanna feel my pain
She wanna be Northside, wanna be beside, wanna be my main
Pull up with thе heater out like
Thе meter out like, "Where my change?"
She like, "I wouldn't do you, I wouldn't do you that way"
But you did
You always talkin' 'bout meds
Wake me up, fuck up my sleep
Who is this bitch on read?
She probably hang with the Bloods
But she fuck with the cholos, the yoyos and me
I had to say that shit quiet, she settin' that shit up
Don't tell the police what I'm doin'
They probably wouldn't believe what I'm doin'
Like I'm gettin' money
The crew get it too, never givin' out leaks what I'm doin'
Get a call like, "I'm out front"
Let her in, that's all she want
Better yet, let's smoke a blunt
And she know I got demons, she ain't leavin' all because
She wanna be close to me, wanna feel my pain
She wanna be Northside, wanna be beside, wanna be my main
Pull up with the heater out like
The meter out like, "Where my change?"
She like, "I wouldn't do you, I wouldn't do you that way"
That's hard, that's hard, yeah
Woah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She wanna be close to me, wanna feel my pain
She wanna be Northside, wanna be beside, wanna be my main
Pull up with the heater out like
The meter out like, "Where my change?"
She like, "I wouldn't do you, I wouldn't do you that way"
Oh, ayy, I wouldn't do you
I wouldn't do you that way (TayTay made the beat)
I wouldn't, really, ayy
I wouldn't do you, I wouldn't do you
She said she wanna be around a nigga
Like, I really got demons and shit
So shit, I, I mean
It's crazy that
Or cool that you like to be around a nigga, you feel me?
Pull up like, "Nigga (Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Give me that shit"
Credits
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Jonathan Rotem, Shane Lindstrom, Raquan Hudson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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