THIRTEEN

I ain't never been a hoe boy I ain't asking for respect
You gon give me what I earn I need a demon and a check
You aint ever competition boy you anything except
You could never be an enemy, a factor, or a threat
I just went and spent two c notes back to back on double c's
I'm that nigga who is he?
I'm that boy she came to see
I ain't poppin out for nothing if you cant afford the fee
If you running with my niggas come with us and follow me
I could never leave my brothers pussy nigga no I cant
I was 8 years old i seen a nigga pop up out his brain
Bro I need some stress relief i need some neck and mary jane
Boy you goofy as a bitch you think this shit a fuckin game
Boy we grew up fast as hell we movin on our own shit
You don't even got a plan so i cant let you hold shit
You cant play me like a goofy that ain't how I mold bitch
Ain't no snitching, ain't no telling, boy dont ever fold bitch
Who are you?
Who are they?
Memories
They fade away
You ain't nothing but a snake
I cant hang around no fakes
This might've been a mistake
Memories they fade away



Credits
Writer(s): Roderick Sawyer, Noelz V
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