Preyin On Me
She been around some rich niggas but ain't ever seen no shit like this
I told shawty pack your bags for a overnight trip
She done been flewed out but not on trips like this
And this is not a vacation you just flying with the strips
I seen them diamonds in yo chain they don't hit like this
And I ain't chilling in no spot, close shop, then I dip
I rock designer while I sip a lil Par, lil Tris
I got designer in my wood in a black X6
Big Beamer, Big Benji not Ben Franklin
Niggas hoes see a nigga out start pleading cases
If you grind long enough it's gone come you gotta have patience
Cuz hit the dog six times he was tryna tame it
Cuz still getting babies in he don't even name em
Niggas keep rappin big bands but don't even save em
I'm the rapper everybody love I feel like Raymond
I just hit the house with fifty on me I feel like Kanan
Bitch, I want money and power
Brody said let em hold one, came back in an hour
Feelin like my nigga baby Sterl, I'm high as a tower
Niggas stealing sauce think it's sweet til shit get sour
Bitch, niggas had more money still hated on me
Told moms pray for me cuz they preying on me
And stay dangerous in these streets it ain't safe homie
Bitch I feel like twenty three back in 03
I'm da rookie of the year they ain't even see it coming
Niggas living life like the shit really free
They gone pay the price when my niggas start dumping
I been getting off sixty dollars for a tee
You niggas out here lost tryna put in on some gs
She fuckin with a boss I can see it in her cheeks
She know that Imma dog but she on me like a flea
Damn, nigga get yo lick back, why you wanna sit back
2021 off the lot I ain't rent that
Sneaky lil bitch tryna plot I ain't with that
Chop made 'em scramble like an egg, get yo shit cracked
He was getting off on the gram then he got lashed
She was tryna be that nigga wife til he got bagged
Trust fucked up from the times he was backstabbed
He was on a mission tryna hit that nigga til he crashed
Bitch, I want money and power
Brody said let em hold one, came back in an hour
Feelin like my nigga baby Sterl, I'm high as a tower
Niggas stealing sauce think it's sweet til shit get sour
Bitch, niggas had more money still hated on me
Told moms pray for me cuz they preying on me
And stay dangerous in these streets it ain't safe homie
Yeah
Niggas had more money still hated on me
Told moms pray for me cuz they preying on me
I told shawty pack your bags for a overnight trip
She done been flewed out but not on trips like this
And this is not a vacation you just flying with the strips
I seen them diamonds in yo chain they don't hit like this
And I ain't chilling in no spot, close shop, then I dip
I rock designer while I sip a lil Par, lil Tris
I got designer in my wood in a black X6
Big Beamer, Big Benji not Ben Franklin
Niggas hoes see a nigga out start pleading cases
If you grind long enough it's gone come you gotta have patience
Cuz hit the dog six times he was tryna tame it
Cuz still getting babies in he don't even name em
Niggas keep rappin big bands but don't even save em
I'm the rapper everybody love I feel like Raymond
I just hit the house with fifty on me I feel like Kanan
Bitch, I want money and power
Brody said let em hold one, came back in an hour
Feelin like my nigga baby Sterl, I'm high as a tower
Niggas stealing sauce think it's sweet til shit get sour
Bitch, niggas had more money still hated on me
Told moms pray for me cuz they preying on me
And stay dangerous in these streets it ain't safe homie
Bitch I feel like twenty three back in 03
I'm da rookie of the year they ain't even see it coming
Niggas living life like the shit really free
They gone pay the price when my niggas start dumping
I been getting off sixty dollars for a tee
You niggas out here lost tryna put in on some gs
She fuckin with a boss I can see it in her cheeks
She know that Imma dog but she on me like a flea
Damn, nigga get yo lick back, why you wanna sit back
2021 off the lot I ain't rent that
Sneaky lil bitch tryna plot I ain't with that
Chop made 'em scramble like an egg, get yo shit cracked
He was getting off on the gram then he got lashed
She was tryna be that nigga wife til he got bagged
Trust fucked up from the times he was backstabbed
He was on a mission tryna hit that nigga til he crashed
Bitch, I want money and power
Brody said let em hold one, came back in an hour
Feelin like my nigga baby Sterl, I'm high as a tower
Niggas stealing sauce think it's sweet til shit get sour
Bitch, niggas had more money still hated on me
Told moms pray for me cuz they preying on me
And stay dangerous in these streets it ain't safe homie
Yeah
Niggas had more money still hated on me
Told moms pray for me cuz they preying on me
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Writer(s): Jizzle 5
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