Rr

I never needed no one cause I did all this shit on my own
I can't go to no parties, like girl I'm so sorry, I'm stuck in my zone
Plus I just can not forget
Back then you weren't hitting my phone
Now girl that I gotta check
Goddamn you won't leave me alone
That's that fake love, don't want none of that fake shit
Pull up with a bad bitch, I can't fuck with no lame bitch
If you think that I'm cappin' boy, tell that boy come and play me
All my niggas go'n ride for me, send that pussy boy six feet

Got a whole lot to say, but they don't even know what I seen nigga
Eight years old, but I had big dreams nigga
Had to hop in my bag, had to turn to a money machine nigga
I was skipping on class, I was chasing the blue and the green nigga
Some niggas don't know about struggle
My niggas started from the bottom, got it out the muscle
So you can not tell me nothing
I do this shit for my momma, I love you
Made sacrifices, we all had to hustle
The pain in my heart left me sick to my stomach
Grind all my life, I ain't do this for nothin
Best rapper from jersey, the end of discussion
Trapstar, not a rockstar, but I'm fucking every single pop star
I could never be a pop star
I'm a rapper cause I got bars
But that shit that you dropping is not hard
Yeah that shit trash yeah it's not hard yeah
Yeah that shit that you dropping is not hard yeah

I never needed no one cause I did all this shit on my own
I can't go to no parties, like girl I'm so sorry, I'm stuck in my zone
Plus I just can not forget
Back then you weren't hitting my phone
Now girl that I gotta check
Goddamn you won't leave me alone
That's that fake love, don't want none of that fake shit
Pull up with a bad bitch, I can't fuck with no lame bitch
If you think that I'm cappin' boy, tell that boy come and play me
All my niggas go'n ride for me, send that pussy boy six feet

Six feet
Send him six feet
Don't know why but your girl say she miss me
I could tell she a thot trying to lick me
So I put that 'lil bitch in a six speed
Girl you special if I let you kiss me
She keep throwing that ass like a frisbee
Tell your ex nigga I'm the better man
I'm a big tipper, I got hella bands
Said he got guns, well I got a plan
Once you cheat once, ain't no second chance
And I make it rain, just ask the weather man
Ain't no real nigga, boy you took the stand
Niggas hating on me but they been a fan
Niggas too fake, I don't shake hands
I just make trends
I don't make friends
I don't chase bitches
I just chase M's
Yeah

Can't chase bitches nah
They done left a nigga cold hearted now
Ain't nobody ever used to believe in me
Now these bitches now they wish they seeing me



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Writer(s): Joshua Hoff
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