Leeches

Dis dope came Str8OffDaBoat

You ain't from where I'm from
You don't know me
You ain't did what I did can't judge me
And I'm really throwed off in the head
Man they took my lil brudda don't test me
I been living down below for too long
I can't wait to pop my shit when I get on
If you stayed down then you coming with me
Keep holding me down it won't be long

They'll call you for the bread
(Facts)
(Yea)
But they won't call you to come eat wit em
And I was down on my own
(Down bad)
(Yea)
But when you up man they want you to fuck wit em
Aye y'all some lame ass niggas and these hoes on the same shit
Nah I really can't fuck wit em
And I don't even give a fuck if you mad bout it
Cause guess what?
I bet you won't fuck with her
(Nah)
I came a long way from sleeping in the bando on the floor with my lil bro trying to get it
(Yea)
(Skupe)
Dead ass broke wishing for a whole mill we was trying to think of better ways to get it
(Yea)
(That right)
Praying every night trying to get my bag right
For my mama cause I know she really need it
(Yea)
And I ain't got time for these lame ass niggas
These begging ass hoes be leeching
(Yea)

These sucka ass niggas on some lame shit
(What)
And these dirty ass hoes on the same shit
(What what)
And that's the quickest way to get yo ass slugged on
(Slugged on)
And I'll do it by myself don't need a gang bitch
Yeah I came from the bottom I was made for it
(Woo)
Hella scars on my body they ain't like yours
Got a different type of pain in my heart
(In my heart)
Yea my shit don't beat the same it ain't like yours
(Hell nah)
If you don't fuck with me then stay the fuck from round me
(Fuck from round me)
Cause I don't really need niggas tryna down me
Cause I don't know what these motherfuckas plotting on
(What)
We ain't even built the same they ain't like me
(Nah)
If I won't it I ain't got it ima get it
(Ima get it)
If you ain't talking bout money I ain't wit it
(Ain't wit it)
And I ain't even got room for no small talk
(Hell nah)
So keep running yo shit ima split it
(Ima split it)

You ain't from where I'm from
You don't know me
You ain't did what I did can't judge me
And I'm really throwed off in the head
Man they took my lil brudda don't test me
I been living down below for too long
I can't wait to pop my shit when I get on
If you stayed down then you coming with me
Keep holding me down it won't be long
(SR)

They'll call you for the bread
(Facts)
(Yea)
But they won't call you to come eat wit em
And I was down on my own
(Down bad)
(Yea)
But when you up man they want you to fuck with em
Aye y'all some lame ass niggas and these hoes on the same shit
Nah I really can't fuck with em
And I don't even give a fuck if you mad bout it
Cause guess what?
I bet you won't fuck with her
(Nah)



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Writer(s): Bria Watson
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