Feelin' Like I'm 50
If you want me to leave you alone
Imma leave you alone
Don't be blowing up my phone
Cuz I'm, on the road
And I'm fucking on these hoes, my love never show
Cuz I keep my heart cold (Real Cold)
Ion show no love in these streets, (In these streets)
You on' get no love
It made a nigga heartless, swear I got no heart left
So I stack these bands to keep filling up my pockets
I keep them shits hefty, I ain't leaving em empty (Uh-huh)
Use to give my last, to my righty and my lefty
But niggas did me dirty, (Shady) niggas tried to play me
Bitches did me shady, I called you my baby (My baby)
You was finna be my wifey, (My wifey)
Now mean you nuin to me (Nuin to me)
Late-night, FaceTime, watch a movie
Now I'm riding roun' town, making movies (Skrrt)
Don't be coming back around, Imma cut you off
Shiggy dance, (Yea), imma shake you off
Niggas hating on a nigga, but I'm making money,
Pass the rock to my lil nigga, he gon call you bunny (Uh-huh)
Running Ricky, what's funny? All my niggas on it
Bro died, I ain't cried, all my niggas on it
Said it twice and I mean I ain't fucking bluffin'
Yea, I mean I ain't fucking bluffin'
Imma leave you alone
Don't be blowing up my phone
Cuz I'm, on the road
And I'm fucking on these hoes, my love never show
Cuz I keep my heart cold (Real Cold)
Ion show no love in these streets, (In these streets)
You on' get no love
It made a nigga heartless, swear I got no heart left
So I stack these bands to keep filling up my pockets
I keep them shits hefty, I ain't leaving em empty (Uh-huh)
Use to give my last, to my righty and my lefty
But niggas did me dirty, (Shady) niggas tried to play me
Bitches did me shady, I called you my baby (My baby)
You was finna be my wifey, (My wifey)
Now mean you nuin to me (Nuin to me)
Late-night, FaceTime, watch a movie
Now I'm riding roun' town, making movies (Skrrt)
Don't be coming back around, Imma cut you off
Shiggy dance, (Yea), imma shake you off
Niggas hating on a nigga, but I'm making money,
Pass the rock to my lil nigga, he gon call you bunny (Uh-huh)
Running Ricky, what's funny? All my niggas on it
Bro died, I ain't cried, all my niggas on it
Said it twice and I mean I ain't fucking bluffin'
Yea, I mean I ain't fucking bluffin'
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Writer(s): Ke-shaun Cockburn
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