OWE ME (feat. J Neat)

(Merkabah blessed the beat)

I said, loyalty ain't worth a price to me, so my brothers don't owe me
Please do not act like you know me, I ain't switch, but I left
Like Manu Ginobli, I want my neck and my wrist snowy
Man like me can't stop, I'm going
Get to the bag I don't show it, cuz that shit really be boring
And I don't fuck with phonies, don't try to dap me boy you not my homie
V on my Tee so you know I feel lonely, city so cold and the weather be frozen
That's why, I gotta leave the dot, I don't got a option I feel like DeRozan
Wake up get bread in the mornin', this deuce in the Fanta look potent
I don't pray every day, but I grind, I get money, get a bag every day of the week
I get high every night 'fore I sleep, I could make you a rack for a beat
Pop a addy I'm wired from head to my feet, yes, I'm wit' a creep in a jeep
Yeah I always lay low gotta creep underneath, ugh
You could get rushed like a cleat
Yeah I get wild, when I'm with freaks
I, will not go through with a feature, unless they really rockin' wit' me
Yea, shordy blow me like hashish-a, cuz she also blowin' the reef
She, playin' these games like a Wii
She want yellow diamonds, bumble bee
Tell em Rest in Peace to my crodi
I said, ouu, ouu, ouu (Imma give you all my trust, Imma give you my all yeah)
Loyalty, ain't worth shit to me, my bros don't owe me
Yeah, ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu
Imma give you my all, you won't give shit back to me, I said
Loyalty ain't worth a price to me, so my brothers don't owe me
Please do not act like you know me, I ain't switch, but I left
Like Manu Ginobli, I want my neck and my wrist snowy
Man like me can't stop, I'm going
Get to the bag I don't show it, cuz that shit really be boring
And I don't fuck with phonies, don't try to dap me boy you not my homie
V on my Tee so you know I feel lonely, city so cold and the weather be frozen
That's why, I gotta leave the dot, I don't got a option I feel like DeRozan
Wake up get bread in the mornin' (Oh ahh), this deuce in the Fanta look potent
(Oh ahh)
Ah, city be cold, so I keep a heat, I'm in and out of the six
I keep a shooter I know he won't miss, yeah (Grrtt)
We raise that shit off the hip, smokin' these dead opps these niggas get pissed, yea
We hit em all in they shit, hole in his head, his nigga can't think, yea
Bullets stay faster than a blink (Grrtt)
We on the block, like long live the guys (Long live)
He want that smoke, we pull up and fire (We fire)
You see the pain, look in my eyes (My eyes)
I'm with them demons, so don't even try (Don't do it)
I'm lookin' out, for all these snakes (These snakes)
I know these niggas they envy and hate (They hate)
Stick to the grind, put food on my plate (My plate)
Niggas weren't there, when I couldn't ate (Ahh)
I'm on the road, trap feel like the safe
Double my pockets, I load up the bank (The bank)
You cannot do what I do if you want (You want)
I'm goin' hard, so I gotta stunt
Ain't have a dad, grew up with my mom (My ma)
So, she need the world and some more (Some more)
I got more shots, I'm shootin' some more, yeah (Grrtt)
We bring them shots to your door, yeah
Loyalty ain't worth a price to me, so my brothers don't owe me
Please do not act like you know me, I ain't switch, but I left
Like Manu Ginobli, I want my neck and my wrist snowy
Man like me can't stop, I'm going
Get to the bag I don't show it, cuz that shit really be boring
And I don't fuck with phonies, don't try to dap me boy you not my homie
V on my Tee so you know I feel lonely, city so cold and the weather be frozen
That's why, I gotta leave the dot, I don't got a option I feel like DeRozan
Wake up get bread in the mornin', this deuce in the Fanta look potent



Credits
Writer(s): Javell Barnes
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