Bed Yu Made
Look
Niggas switchd up on me
They look like a bitch
Ah niggah i thawt
Was my homie
Dun turned to a snitch
They ask
Why im in love wit money
And not wit no chick
I tellem
Cause money wont leave me
I cant bet my life
On no bitch
Its like i get left
For thinkin shawty
Was right for the jit
And niggas
Ah change up quik
They most likely to flip
Look all that lip look nigga
You can keep ya 2 centz
Cause all that shit add up
One day you might get rich
You gt my name in ya mouf
I hope it Taste like my dick
And shawty
That you fuckkn on
She Was made for the click
You see these jewels i got on
I worked hard for this shit
Yu See this game aint for the weak
And I was made like ah brick
Im distrubutable
I come back
Like more Than you spent
That push button start
It came wit ah slip
You running up wit nina dawg
You betta pray she can spit yeah
Imma chi hgts niggah
Aint no changin my script
These niggas shamin tha game
And change they ways
For ah bitch
You niggas aint wit no gang
Yall just be claiming the shit
Yall gt ah pistol in ya hand
Aint even flaming da blik
Talkn bout yall catchn bodies
Killas dont speak on shit nigga
Im from the land
Of chicago
We ride on bitch niggahs
And bitch niggahs
Deserved to be clipped niggah
Hatin shit snake shit
Them bullets ah end ya
Anyday nigga
See that bed that u made
Is where you lay niggah
I remember plenty days
Ah nigga walkd around broke
People had so much to say
I just prayed they would choke
Im up now
And looking down
Dawg The view looks dope
Wats up clown
Why you come around
I just cant cope
I dont fuk wit bitch niggas
They can get ya ass smoked
I crossdem all out my circle
Like tic tac toe
Im makin moves
On you goofies
Thats all that i know is
I rather speak in silence
Stay humble dont show biz
Ohh shit they turnd jig
To the old jig
On my thug shit
2 Pac wit ah toungue
And ah snub grip
I got the juice now
Loose lips ah get ya wig split
Call ya troops quick
Fuk you niggas
You'll die sick
I ride wit ah thang
When i skrrt off
Act tuff ne day
You get murked dawg
Take off on you
Like i took ah day off
Busta ass niggas
Gotta do the most huh
Mauthafucka betta find you
A way out
Im lurking
Even when you think
I aint roun
Imma up n pop two times
On ya bitch ass
I aint even gotta bring the kay out
Niggas switchd up on me
They look like a bitch
Ah niggah i thawt
Was my homie
Dun turned to a snitch
They ask
Why im in love wit money
And not wit no chick
I tellem
Cause money wont leave me
I cant bet my life
On no bitch
Its like i get left
For thinkin shawty
Was right for the jit
And niggas
Ah change up quik
They most likely to flip
Look all that lip look nigga
You can keep ya 2 centz
Cause all that shit add up
One day you might get rich
You gt my name in ya mouf
I hope it Taste like my dick
And shawty
That you fuckkn on
She Was made for the click
You see these jewels i got on
I worked hard for this shit
Yu See this game aint for the weak
And I was made like ah brick
Im distrubutable
I come back
Like more Than you spent
That push button start
It came wit ah slip
You running up wit nina dawg
You betta pray she can spit yeah
Imma chi hgts niggah
Aint no changin my script
These niggas shamin tha game
And change they ways
For ah bitch
You niggas aint wit no gang
Yall just be claiming the shit
Yall gt ah pistol in ya hand
Aint even flaming da blik
Talkn bout yall catchn bodies
Killas dont speak on shit nigga
Im from the land
Of chicago
We ride on bitch niggahs
And bitch niggahs
Deserved to be clipped niggah
Hatin shit snake shit
Them bullets ah end ya
Anyday nigga
See that bed that u made
Is where you lay niggah
I remember plenty days
Ah nigga walkd around broke
People had so much to say
I just prayed they would choke
Im up now
And looking down
Dawg The view looks dope
Wats up clown
Why you come around
I just cant cope
I dont fuk wit bitch niggas
They can get ya ass smoked
I crossdem all out my circle
Like tic tac toe
Im makin moves
On you goofies
Thats all that i know is
I rather speak in silence
Stay humble dont show biz
Ohh shit they turnd jig
To the old jig
On my thug shit
2 Pac wit ah toungue
And ah snub grip
I got the juice now
Loose lips ah get ya wig split
Call ya troops quick
Fuk you niggas
You'll die sick
I ride wit ah thang
When i skrrt off
Act tuff ne day
You get murked dawg
Take off on you
Like i took ah day off
Busta ass niggas
Gotta do the most huh
Mauthafucka betta find you
A way out
Im lurking
Even when you think
I aint roun
Imma up n pop two times
On ya bitch ass
I aint even gotta bring the kay out
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Writer(s): Michael Anthony Smith
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