Ion Wanna Hear It
Mm
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
This my third phone number for the month
Tryna play me like I'm crazy, bitch, I ain't the one
I need some space, can't find no peace when everybody here
Weren't for the loyalty of my brothers, I'd disappear
Weren't for the love of my two daughters, I'd leave this Earth
I tried drugging when I'm thugging but that make it worse
Back to back rolling up that weed, I'm lost in my thoughts
Thinking 'bout my life and in my life, I'm so fucking lost
They never ask me how I'm feeling, just asking for money
I tell 'em yeah, I tell 'em no, they gon' look at me funny
Can't get along with my old lady, it's hurting me bad
I never wanted to end up like my mama and dad
We party hard like rockstars 'cause I'm the man now
Got so much money, would they leave me if it ran out?
That ho gon' fake like she fuck with me, that's a damn lie
She got her ass tooted up and her hands out
They all smilin', how I know if they rockin' with me
Or they tryna solve they financial problems with me?
If I don't answer my phone, they gon' think I'm flawed
But wasn't nobody to call on when this shit was raw
Back against the wall, I stay in my lane and I do my thing
I know they hate it
Why they callin' my phone talkin' rumors and hatred?
I get mad, they try to use my name to get fame
I should knock that bitch out for playing games
If it don't get me paid, if it ain't 'bout my daughters
Won't heal my pain or don't free my partners
Then I don't wanna hear the shit
I got enough shit I'm dealing with, look
If it don't make no money or solve no problems
All 'bout hatred and all 'bout drama
I don't wanna hear the shit, no
I got enough shit I'm dealing with
No, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Thuggin', mane, fuck it
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
This my third phone number for the month
Tryna play me like I'm crazy, bitch, I ain't the one
I need some space, can't find no peace when everybody here
Weren't for the loyalty of my brothers, I'd disappear
Weren't for the love of my two daughters, I'd leave this Earth
I tried drugging when I'm thugging but that make it worse
Back to back rolling up that weed, I'm lost in my thoughts
Thinking 'bout my life and in my life, I'm so fucking lost
They never ask me how I'm feeling, just asking for money
I tell 'em yeah, I tell 'em no, they gon' look at me funny
Can't get along with my old lady, it's hurting me bad
I never wanted to end up like my mama and dad
We party hard like rockstars 'cause I'm the man now
Got so much money, would they leave me if it ran out?
That ho gon' fake like she fuck with me, that's a damn lie
She got her ass tooted up and her hands out
They all smilin', how I know if they rockin' with me
Or they tryna solve they financial problems with me?
If I don't answer my phone, they gon' think I'm flawed
But wasn't nobody to call on when this shit was raw
Back against the wall, I stay in my lane and I do my thing
I know they hate it
Why they callin' my phone talkin' rumors and hatred?
I get mad, they try to use my name to get fame
I should knock that bitch out for playing games
If it don't get me paid, if it ain't 'bout my daughters
Won't heal my pain or don't free my partners
Then I don't wanna hear the shit
I got enough shit I'm dealing with, look
If it don't make no money or solve no problems
All 'bout hatred and all 'bout drama
I don't wanna hear the shit, no
I got enough shit I'm dealing with
No, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Thuggin', mane, fuck it
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Horton, Rodarius Green, Justin Bradbury, Kadaivion Dixon
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