How Many Takes

I will
I will

I'll cut you off and get mad when you leave

I will cut you off and I won't get mad when you leaving
If I had to cut you off then best believe you gave me reason
Oh you don't know what you did
Them switch ups got you hooked for treason
Won't announce nun when I come up
You gone feel it when you see me
I'm the realist
Speak that real shit
Bitches all in my business
No I don't fuck with them hoes
Them Bitches like to be malicious
No need for he say she say
I got God here as my witness
I think whole world gotta illness
Body cold like it's a sickness

Fucked me over
Now he want forgiveness
I don't need ya kisses
I'm too vicious
When I'm spitting lyrics
This shit so ridiculous
Don't copy shit
I ain't repetitious
Won't let 'em forget me
Holding on still going strong
I'm just praying for better healing like

I keep wondering what would it take
Tryna get it out here on my own
What would it take
To run it up
How many takes
Just show me love
These are the steaks
When you tryna
I'm just tryna touch a million

No I ain't his type
But he be missing me
They be like
Damn you so ambitious
When I want it I'ma get it
Niyah Luv' the QU33N of singing rapping dancing
That's a trilogy
Never worried bout them bitches
I'm my only competition
Know he want it
He can't get it
Knock 'em dead
You know I did it
Keep on listening to them lyrics
Promise I'ma make 'em feel me
They say this n that bout Niyah Luv
But they don't even know the real me
You don't know what you talking bout

Yea they hate the way it's done but they Luv the way I do it
Luv to hate me
Hoes can't phase me
If a nigga thought he played me baby
You was playing ya self
I'm out here getting it on my own
And I ain't need a Nigga help
You can do it yea you got it
Keep believing in yo self
I'm representing for the QU33NS
Leave them bitches on the shelf
Niggas wish they had a bitch bad like me
Pussy grip money long n I'm strapped like a G
Yea I be

I keep wondering what would it take
Tryna get it out here on my own
What would it take
To run it up
How many takes
Just show me love
These are the steaks
When you tryna
I'm just tryna touch a million

What you want me to say
Make it make sense
Really I been doing this shit since I was like 6
Lyrically talented
Put me in the ring
Throwing punches like Muhammad Ali
Yes I flow like a butterfly and sting like a bee
When they see me they want me they on me can't get enough of me ahh
Ay yo I dare you give me a shot
I'm swear I'm really doing this shit cause it's all that I got
I gotta keep my head up
Until I get it on lock
It's gone be me myself and I
Fuck if they with it or not
Corona held up my time
Fuck it I'm calling the shots
Praising me I'm the QU33N
Just hit 18
I'm the shit
I be lit
Yelling all the way from the A
Once I make it I'm taking it
All the way to the bay
I'm screaming
No heavy breathing
I'ma make 'em scream my name
Niyah Luv'

I keep wondering what would it take
Tryna get it out here on my own
What would it take
To run it up
How many takes
Just show me love
These are the steaks
When you tryna
I'm just tryna touch a million

Yea