Blasphemy
Why you lying about little shit?
Bitch said she love me but she lying about little shit
How you love me?
(We love you Kevin)
How the fuck you love me without the loyalty?
I told the lord i need peace i keep receiving grief
I take that trust shit to the heart bitch don't you lie to me
All these n***** slick hating like they ain't proud of me
Like i ain't did this and that for you n**** that's blasphemy
Like i ain't did a lot of good when shit was bad for me yea
If i'm always there for you who gone be here for me?
And i done lost respect for n***** i only fuck with the mob
(Yea yea)
I go through shit too
Yea i here your little problems but i go through shit too
Man i'm nothing like the preacher more like the fucking deacon
And i done passed the around and fed all my n*****
Never took but i gave
All these roads that I've paved
I done did shit for n***** and got they ass to kiss
Man i never wanted to be a rapper i ain't ask for this
I had hoop dreams i was trying to be a young kobe (long live Kobe)
But fuck that Louis v my bucket hat
Didn't choose this life n**** yea i guess i'm chosen huh?
I'm mitch matching
Louis v with the prada sneaks
Quick caption, all you n***** need to quit capping
Gymnastics flipping money like a dirty mattress
Way before hollywood i been fucking bad actresses
I don't mean it literally these bitches they be capping
They be capping, these bitches they be acting
My homie turned rat we gave him wings he's a pigeon now
That boy he know magic
We gave him hot shit like a attic in the summertime
How you a boss? and you left your n***** fast no ramadan
And i don't even come around no more they trying to build a rico
It's not enough ace boogies
It's too many rico's
N**** move wrong i just might pop him through the pea coat
My dog had a bad feeling about a play he got killed through the peephole (damn cus)
I must admit i ain't been Focus lately
I've been worrying about these freak hoes
The type to spend their money on weave and all designer clothes
It's Easter Sunday damn near left the crib without the burner on me
Came back to my senses real quick
No i can't go out bad no fake love up in my mentions
Not to mention i'm my momma's only boy
(My momma's only son)
How the fuck you love me without the loyalty?
I told the lord i need peace i keep receiving grief
I take that trust shit to the heart bitch don't you lie to me
All these n***** slick hating like they ain't proud of me
Like i ain't did this and that for you n**** that's blasphemy
Like i ain't did a lot of good when shit was bad for me yea
If I'm always there for you who gone be here for me?
And i done lost respect for n***** i only fuck with the mob
Bitch said she love me but she lying about little shit
How you love me?
(We love you Kevin)
How the fuck you love me without the loyalty?
I told the lord i need peace i keep receiving grief
I take that trust shit to the heart bitch don't you lie to me
All these n***** slick hating like they ain't proud of me
Like i ain't did this and that for you n**** that's blasphemy
Like i ain't did a lot of good when shit was bad for me yea
If i'm always there for you who gone be here for me?
And i done lost respect for n***** i only fuck with the mob
(Yea yea)
I go through shit too
Yea i here your little problems but i go through shit too
Man i'm nothing like the preacher more like the fucking deacon
And i done passed the around and fed all my n*****
Never took but i gave
All these roads that I've paved
I done did shit for n***** and got they ass to kiss
Man i never wanted to be a rapper i ain't ask for this
I had hoop dreams i was trying to be a young kobe (long live Kobe)
But fuck that Louis v my bucket hat
Didn't choose this life n**** yea i guess i'm chosen huh?
I'm mitch matching
Louis v with the prada sneaks
Quick caption, all you n***** need to quit capping
Gymnastics flipping money like a dirty mattress
Way before hollywood i been fucking bad actresses
I don't mean it literally these bitches they be capping
They be capping, these bitches they be acting
My homie turned rat we gave him wings he's a pigeon now
That boy he know magic
We gave him hot shit like a attic in the summertime
How you a boss? and you left your n***** fast no ramadan
And i don't even come around no more they trying to build a rico
It's not enough ace boogies
It's too many rico's
N**** move wrong i just might pop him through the pea coat
My dog had a bad feeling about a play he got killed through the peephole (damn cus)
I must admit i ain't been Focus lately
I've been worrying about these freak hoes
The type to spend their money on weave and all designer clothes
It's Easter Sunday damn near left the crib without the burner on me
Came back to my senses real quick
No i can't go out bad no fake love up in my mentions
Not to mention i'm my momma's only boy
(My momma's only son)
How the fuck you love me without the loyalty?
I told the lord i need peace i keep receiving grief
I take that trust shit to the heart bitch don't you lie to me
All these n***** slick hating like they ain't proud of me
Like i ain't did this and that for you n**** that's blasphemy
Like i ain't did a lot of good when shit was bad for me yea
If I'm always there for you who gone be here for me?
And i done lost respect for n***** i only fuck with the mob
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