More Than a Compliment

Dog Raef
(JP Productions)

My homie Will just inbox me
Say he been listening to my song for Seven years
Got him through real nigga problems
I, can't lie. That shit still got me vibing
It's more than a compliment 'cause I know it's real pain inside him

You can't break my heart, it exploded
I watched niggas go home early 'cause of covid
Whole time I was locked I was loaded, Just know a real nigga wrote this
You gotta relish in them real nigga moments
She know Imma dog I hope I still get to bone it
You say we squashed it but you still hit my phone with it
This my life I decide how I'm gone live
He know he a hoe that's why he never come around me
Put him on his hoe after she asked me for my D
Battling yourself because you're insecure
I ain't stopping 'til this Honda is Aventador
Shorty cute as hell but for real she was toxic
I ain't talking bout yours I'm talking bout my bitch
Drop dead gorgeous, but Imma live life big
I can't afford this ring but my wife can, And I'm married to the game
Got a lot on my shoulders she gone carry what I can't
What, I'm married to the game
I don't care bout the motives, I don't care bout none of the blame
I don't care to push the blame uh uh
Until death do us part boy I married to the motherfucking
Boy I'm married to the game
Boy I'm married to game I am
Throwing up them motherfucking K's, aye Dog Raef All Day
With these bitches, parlay
Then I send them on they way yea I send them on they
Aye aye aye, shorty say she really wanna mhm
I love my bitch 'cause I found out she was gay
She ain't going nowhere, She ain't going nowhere. She here to stay

My homie Will just inbox me
Say he been listening to my song for Seven years
Got him through real nigga problems
I, can't lie. That shit still got me Vibing. Vibing
It's more than a compliment 'cause I know it's real pain inside him. Inside him
I can't lie, no way no way now
To vanish a fake smile, I'm cropping you face out
And I'm done showing love, I'm chop not Faizon
One Hundred, I swear to god the counted me way out
I know I made it hard 'cause you gotta debate now
Gotta choose sides, When we done and roll over I be feeling poolside
When them ones turned to Hundreds I was looking google eyed

My homie Will just inbox me
Say he been listening to my song for Seven years
Got him through real nigga problems
I I, can't lie. That shit still got me Vibing
It's more than a compliment 'cause I know it's real pain inside him
Yea oh

YNW
YNWA
Why give a fuck what you say, You ain't talking money why is you up in my face
You ain't from my city why is you clutching a K don't ask me
To the casket, Dog Raef



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Writer(s): Robert Parker
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