Ain't Regular (We Belong Together)
And every time she miss me I know she gon pull up
I been thuggin gettin money what my pockets full of
Fnb that be the gang I always got my hood Up
Baby you should know I hang wit all them steppas
No i cannot stress about no ex these bitches be pressed
Im better than her next
No muscles just watch how I flex with all this bread, stackin cheddar watch it spread
No Jt, This uzi got led it's leaving you dead like a sentence bout to end
Im bout my money so it's fuck a friend, and we settin trends
Oh bando just did it again
Bitches know that ian regular
Niggas think they my competitors
Hitting niggas with metaphors
Leave him sick take his temperature
No my niggas they ain't lettin up
Niggas wanna beef but they be ducking us
My left hook go and fuck him up
No you ain't one of us
Yeah
Onna road all alonee
I remember all them nights nobody came and called my phone
Lost 2 people in 1 year I can't believe that they both gone
I could never tell a lie when i be writin all these songs
These be facts, nigga
Pull up on me where you at
She lovin my tats
She ain't here for all the chat
Free my uncle, free the hat
I'm missin him bad
Learning lessons from my dad
Don't judge me based off my past, we all make mistakes we live and we laugh
I hopped out my feelings I'm glad let's run bag fill it up wit all the cash
Bro doin the dash
Niggas fans trynna jock on my swag
Always first we could never be last
Writing songs while I smoke on this gas
Niggas snaking we cutting the grass
Gettin money the number 1 task
Wit the gang got my F's inna back
They on timing so how could they lack
And every time she miss me I know she gon pull up
I been thuggin gettin money what my pockets full of
Fnb that be the gang I always got my hood Up
Baby you should know I hang wit all them steppas
I been thuggin gettin money what my pockets full of
Fnb that be the gang I always got my hood Up
Baby you should know I hang wit all them steppas
No i cannot stress about no ex these bitches be pressed
Im better than her next
No muscles just watch how I flex with all this bread, stackin cheddar watch it spread
No Jt, This uzi got led it's leaving you dead like a sentence bout to end
Im bout my money so it's fuck a friend, and we settin trends
Oh bando just did it again
Bitches know that ian regular
Niggas think they my competitors
Hitting niggas with metaphors
Leave him sick take his temperature
No my niggas they ain't lettin up
Niggas wanna beef but they be ducking us
My left hook go and fuck him up
No you ain't one of us
Yeah
Onna road all alonee
I remember all them nights nobody came and called my phone
Lost 2 people in 1 year I can't believe that they both gone
I could never tell a lie when i be writin all these songs
These be facts, nigga
Pull up on me where you at
She lovin my tats
She ain't here for all the chat
Free my uncle, free the hat
I'm missin him bad
Learning lessons from my dad
Don't judge me based off my past, we all make mistakes we live and we laugh
I hopped out my feelings I'm glad let's run bag fill it up wit all the cash
Bro doin the dash
Niggas fans trynna jock on my swag
Always first we could never be last
Writing songs while I smoke on this gas
Niggas snaking we cutting the grass
Gettin money the number 1 task
Wit the gang got my F's inna back
They on timing so how could they lack
And every time she miss me I know she gon pull up
I been thuggin gettin money what my pockets full of
Fnb that be the gang I always got my hood Up
Baby you should know I hang wit all them steppas
Credits
Writer(s): Jalen Whitaker
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