It's Given (feat. Emperor Nomar)

Uhh uhh
Ya uh
Uhhh
Pre game
Uh uh uhh
Pre game
Aye aye

I be on my own
Don't fuck with civilians
Aye
Run it up
Trying to chase a million
Aye
Smoke it up
Head touch the ceiling
Head that she giving
It's giving what it's giving
Ok
Aye
And she gon buss it for me
Ok
I blow out her back
I got the shotty on me
Ok
My heart ain't intact
Don't get attached stay lonely
Ok
They can't love me like I do
Got nothing on me
Ok

They would just lie to your face
Lie
I don't jack no ex I
Don't got no ties
I won't let no bitch get one up on me got too much pride
Pull up and I flex
I fuck the spot with the
Guys
Aye
Low key savage
Aye
I make her wait for the D I ain't no average
Aye
They wanna lock down Preme
But that can't happen
Aye
Whenever you start tripping ima pack it uh
Thought you was valid
I'm in love with that bag shit
Not all that baggage
I fill her with my tower
Like we in Paris uh
Don't care if you drunk girl you can't crash
Aye
Talking bout you love me when you get dick
You so dramatic aye
I'm on some SvPreme shit
Bitch I'm a King
Them n***** be sleeping I let em dream bitch
I'm living my dreams
I'm never ashy always clean get cream know what I mean
I got the mojo my money
Blue pink & green

I be on my own
Don't fuck with civilians
Aye
Run it up
Trying to chase a million
Aye
Smoke it up
Head touch the ceiling
Head that she giving
It's giving what it's giving
Ok
Aye
And she gon buss it for me
Ok
I blow out her back
I got the shotty on me
Ok
My heart ain't intact
Don't get attached stay lonely
Ok
They can't love me like I do
Got nothing on me
Ok

If she want the guap she come on the road
Spend 50 bands it come and it go
Can't do no love ain't trusting no hoe
Shh huh
Always go up when it come to this livin
Shawty attached she talkin bout children
Chasing this love and you ain't seen a million
Uh uh
Ain't got no heart I think that it froze
The way n***** spin it look like a globe
Touchin my own I do not condone
My n***** slide it look like a slope
Ain't got not trust when it comes to these bitches
Your n***** wildin my n***** glitching
Ain't touchin no figures your bitches are sixs
You n***** ain't ballin y'all lookin like Simmons
Gotta hit em where it hurt
I ain't got no heart left
And drinking henny made its worse
Last bitch that crossed me spent I band on a shirt
Just to show what her what it's worth
Blow this bag on purpose

I be on my own
Don't fuck with civilians
Aye
Run it up
Trying to chase a million
Aye
Smoke it up
Head touch the ceiling
Head that she giving
It's giving what it's giving
Ok
Aye
And she gon buss it for me
Ok
I blow out her back
I got the shotty on me
Ok
My heart ain't intact
Don't get attached stay lonely
Ok
They can't love me like I do
Got nothing on me
Ok