Arrangements

We ain't got nothing arranged with you
We ain't got nothing arranged with you

I ain't had a choice Now I got a voice
I thought that I told you we ain't fucking with them boys
Niggas thought that we wouldn't make it out but now we making noise
Niggas say we crazy but we walking with a poise
I don't fuck with niggas I don't got time to explain to you
Now you fucking with us We was walking in the rain with you
Said you want my feelings But my feelings ain't the same to you
No you not my baby I ain't got nothing to arranged with you

They would call us goofy Now them niggas tryna copy us
I remember days when I would tell them boys to rock with us
Treat it like a war zone Me and all my niggas lobbied up
We ain't killing niggas But for me they'll up them glockies up
It's love for all my people in the sandy hills of Africa
It's love for all my people Fuck them niggas that would laugh at us
It's love for all my niggas and my brothers in the gang gang
They already know we on the same thing I just wanna stack money, count up my bands
I don't fuck with bitches cause they fuck up my plans
And I pray to God that he'll have all his hands over me
Can't get tired of this shit Take your hands off your knees, yeah yeah

I ain't had a choice Now I got a voice
I thought that I told you we ain't fucking with them boys
Niggas thought that we wouldn't make it out, but now we making noise
Niggas say we crazy, but we walking with a poise
I don't fuck with niggas, I don't got time to explain to you
Now you fucking with us, we was walking in the rain with you
Said you want my feelings, but my feelings ain't the same to you
No you not my baby, I ain't got nothing to arranged with you



Credits
Writer(s): Chidi Ukaga
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