Actors
Aw niggas with wire like cable
Bitches on white like nasal
I got the shit, don't ask
Niggas ain't ever been stable aw
Look at my eyes, Dont ask
Pop that shit im faded aw
Got my keys in the back yeah yeah
Pray for my babies thats going to war
Got mixed emotions and all of them hurt
Pick up the phone baby i'll call when I need you
Moving so Fast I know that you see through
Sorry for the way that I be
I feel the pressure all falling on me yeah
Niggas been moving lowkey, Mischievous me I made a scene yeah
Oh look at my face and its over
Its running a, running a little cold on me
Whats it supposed it mean?
And I been moving lowkey, showed me affection I turned that ass down
Because I dont know what to believe, I know its wanted from me
Aw niggas with wire like cable
Bitches on white like nasal
I got the shit, don't ask
Niggas ain't ever been stable aw
Look at my eyes, Dont ask
Pop that shit im faded aw
Got my keys in the back yeah yeah
Niggas wanna beat that up, Hardly believe what I see in your face
Know I don't say it enough, Soles to the pavement young nigga a racer
I went ghost, what am I doing these bitches don't know
Fist in the shirt dont go, calling these bitches like role call
We going so far, fucking that bitch like its home dog
Oh ah
Oh ah
Niggas dont, dont know
Everything i sacrificed, every time go past the line, But i'm back tonight
Bitches on white like nasal
I got the shit, don't ask
Niggas ain't ever been stable aw
Look at my eyes, Dont ask
Pop that shit im faded aw
Got my keys in the back yeah yeah
Pray for my babies thats going to war
Got mixed emotions and all of them hurt
Pick up the phone baby i'll call when I need you
Moving so Fast I know that you see through
Sorry for the way that I be
I feel the pressure all falling on me yeah
Niggas been moving lowkey, Mischievous me I made a scene yeah
Oh look at my face and its over
Its running a, running a little cold on me
Whats it supposed it mean?
And I been moving lowkey, showed me affection I turned that ass down
Because I dont know what to believe, I know its wanted from me
Aw niggas with wire like cable
Bitches on white like nasal
I got the shit, don't ask
Niggas ain't ever been stable aw
Look at my eyes, Dont ask
Pop that shit im faded aw
Got my keys in the back yeah yeah
Niggas wanna beat that up, Hardly believe what I see in your face
Know I don't say it enough, Soles to the pavement young nigga a racer
I went ghost, what am I doing these bitches don't know
Fist in the shirt dont go, calling these bitches like role call
We going so far, fucking that bitch like its home dog
Oh ah
Oh ah
Niggas dont, dont know
Everything i sacrificed, every time go past the line, But i'm back tonight
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Writer(s): Marcus Static
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