Kiara Nichole
Sometimes I be riding around for no reason at all
Sometimes I get lost on the road
I can not see through the fog
Keep fire on my waist
That's why my pants proceeding to fall
They know the name
How the game be bringing my soul
And now I'm proceeding to ball
I got to get it really because
We're so independent
We breaking the rules and the law
You can just tell how I'm rocking
The way that I'm rocking
Is not by the brand of my clothes
I need a bad bad bad cutie that's with me
She's something like Kiara Nichole
Got tired of the gold diggers
Only digging for gold
So I'm stuffing my pockets with coal
But I can't worry about it
Got to stack up these digits
She knows my heart is so cold
Ride out with a baddie cute face with a fatty
I need a girl like Kiara Nicole
I get so tired of switching up bitches
I feel like DMX naming these hoes
She rocks designer and moves like a rider
She won't hesitate to up it and blow
She told me to let go of my problems
But sometimes I feel like I'm better alone
I fall apart like Post Malone
Fake love keep on calling my phone
Some of my dawgs locked down in a kennel
They know that they ain't never making it home
Selling drugs what the street taught them
Flipping a pack to triple a zone
If we had money to start up a business
Pull everyone out that we can put them on
I ain't in competition with nobody
These eyes follow me they watching the throne
I want everybody grabbing a plate
Cut the head off a snake until I'm eating alone
I got some skeletons up in my closet
Freddy Krueger it's a nightmare
You might even lose your wife here
56 nights straight getting thrown
She gonna call me to slide to the crib
Spread it like rumors and wet up her thong
Love at distance don't know who to trust
She probably questioning where she went wrong
Won't choose you for more than a hit
Sorry baby girl it is what it is
I'm not using you to get what I want
Because you're the one that always wanted to give
It's just the circle of life in friend zone
Doing damage no warning
So I watch for the lights of the Winslow's
When its four in the morning
My family matters way more than the next
So I'm chasing a check and ignoring your text
Probably think I'm just chasing a bitch
Tricks are for kids I want Benz's
Electrifying with the franklin talk
It's shocking that key went over your head
The next person eyeing watching my bread
Might end up laying in a casket instead
I'm bout to snap I'm so close to the edge
Pen to the page bend a cage in my mind
I'm a speak positivity to life
I need all the freaks to hop in and slide
I know these bitches be choosing
And every girl think she a model now
Fuck it we're speeding not cruising
Push start the whip throw the throttle down
No baby girl what is you doing
Run up a check put the bottle down
The way that she moves to the music
Got me gripping her waist till she face down
Sometimes I be riding around for no reason at all
Sometimes I get lost on the road
I can not see through the fog
Keep fire on my waist
That's why my pants proceeding to fall
They know the name
How the game be bringing my soul
And now I'm proceeding to ball
I got to get it really because
We're so independent
We breaking the rules and the law
You can just tell how I'm rocking
The way that I'm rocking
Is not by the brand of my clothes
I need a bad bad bad cutie that's with me
She's something like Kiara Nichole
Got tired of the gold diggers
Only digging for gold
So I'm stuffing my pockets with coal
But I can't worry about it
Got to stack up these digits
She knows my heart is so cold
So cold
So cold
So cold
Sometimes I get lost on the road
I can not see through the fog
Keep fire on my waist
That's why my pants proceeding to fall
They know the name
How the game be bringing my soul
And now I'm proceeding to ball
I got to get it really because
We're so independent
We breaking the rules and the law
You can just tell how I'm rocking
The way that I'm rocking
Is not by the brand of my clothes
I need a bad bad bad cutie that's with me
She's something like Kiara Nichole
Got tired of the gold diggers
Only digging for gold
So I'm stuffing my pockets with coal
But I can't worry about it
Got to stack up these digits
She knows my heart is so cold
Ride out with a baddie cute face with a fatty
I need a girl like Kiara Nicole
I get so tired of switching up bitches
I feel like DMX naming these hoes
She rocks designer and moves like a rider
She won't hesitate to up it and blow
She told me to let go of my problems
But sometimes I feel like I'm better alone
I fall apart like Post Malone
Fake love keep on calling my phone
Some of my dawgs locked down in a kennel
They know that they ain't never making it home
Selling drugs what the street taught them
Flipping a pack to triple a zone
If we had money to start up a business
Pull everyone out that we can put them on
I ain't in competition with nobody
These eyes follow me they watching the throne
I want everybody grabbing a plate
Cut the head off a snake until I'm eating alone
I got some skeletons up in my closet
Freddy Krueger it's a nightmare
You might even lose your wife here
56 nights straight getting thrown
She gonna call me to slide to the crib
Spread it like rumors and wet up her thong
Love at distance don't know who to trust
She probably questioning where she went wrong
Won't choose you for more than a hit
Sorry baby girl it is what it is
I'm not using you to get what I want
Because you're the one that always wanted to give
It's just the circle of life in friend zone
Doing damage no warning
So I watch for the lights of the Winslow's
When its four in the morning
My family matters way more than the next
So I'm chasing a check and ignoring your text
Probably think I'm just chasing a bitch
Tricks are for kids I want Benz's
Electrifying with the franklin talk
It's shocking that key went over your head
The next person eyeing watching my bread
Might end up laying in a casket instead
I'm bout to snap I'm so close to the edge
Pen to the page bend a cage in my mind
I'm a speak positivity to life
I need all the freaks to hop in and slide
I know these bitches be choosing
And every girl think she a model now
Fuck it we're speeding not cruising
Push start the whip throw the throttle down
No baby girl what is you doing
Run up a check put the bottle down
The way that she moves to the music
Got me gripping her waist till she face down
Sometimes I be riding around for no reason at all
Sometimes I get lost on the road
I can not see through the fog
Keep fire on my waist
That's why my pants proceeding to fall
They know the name
How the game be bringing my soul
And now I'm proceeding to ball
I got to get it really because
We're so independent
We breaking the rules and the law
You can just tell how I'm rocking
The way that I'm rocking
Is not by the brand of my clothes
I need a bad bad bad cutie that's with me
She's something like Kiara Nichole
Got tired of the gold diggers
Only digging for gold
So I'm stuffing my pockets with coal
But I can't worry about it
Got to stack up these digits
She knows my heart is so cold
So cold
So cold
So cold
Credits
Writer(s): James Foster
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