Thought That We Was Bool

Thought that we was bool
Thought that we was bool
Now I can't fuck wit you

I can't be out here like
I ain't got shit to lose
All the hunnits on me I ain't got nothing to prove
Niggaa switched on me but that ain't nothing new
Keep the strap on me that's why I move how I move

Never thought you'd switch on me thought that we was bool
Never thought you'd switch on me now you act brand new
Never thought you'd switch on me thought that we was bool
Never thought you'd switch on me now you act brand new

Look I move how I move really that is no excuse
Niggas act brand new and I find that shit amusing
Never trust a nigga that's why I ride with the tooli
I'm going on shooting fuck around and end your movie
I respect the real
I run with the trill
But still I hold my own kuz I know shit gets real
I don't trust a bitch that text
Only pulling up for sex
Ain't about no money and
Abandon all her kids
No Mr.NiceGuy the plug for the right price
Play with mines I'll end your life
Kuz I'm out here on my grind
Don't know what wanna hear
Down bad for a couple years
Fucked up a couple licks
Learned through experience niggas still tryna experiment
Hands down I'm not a fan ima shit on you when I get the chance
I'm tapped in never tapped out
Good game and a foul mouth
Good name Ina small town
All money in to ball out

I can't be out here like
I ain't got shit to lose
All the hunnits on me I ain't got nothing to prove
Niggaa switched on me but that ain't nothing new
Keep the strap on me that's why I move how I move

Never thought you'd switch on me thought that we was bool
Never thought you'd switch on me now you act brand new
Never thought you'd switch on me thought that we was bool
Never thought you'd switch on me now you act brand new

Switched up
Switched up
Fooled me thought you was solid all along
Honestly it don't matter right or wrong
My only intentions is to fit in where I belong
Even me and my bro's can't get along
It hurts my heart then my bro's from the start
Know I'd kill for them for a good purpose
But all this disrespect got Silly Macin ready to turn up
Fuck a fake friend and these hoes and the cops
Truthful I'm all I got don't know why you acting shocked
I never hunnits from a hutch before I even try my luck
Need my circle real like the pussy of a nun
Favorite finger the trigger next one is the thumb
Use both to count money bag pistols bag drugs
Last thing that I need felony charge
So I could give a fuck about popularity points
HOE

I can't be out here like
I ain't got shit to lose
All the hunnits on me I ain't got nothing to prove
Niggaa switched on me but that ain't nothing new
Keep the strap on me that's why I move how I move

Never thought you'd switch on me thought that we was bool
Never thought you'd switch on me now you act brand new
Never thought you'd switch on me thought that we was bool
Never thought you'd switch on me now you act brand new



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Writer(s): Adrain Pinckney-johnson
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