Snooze
Listen
It is what it is
For real
I ain't tripping
About none of the mistakes
I made in the past
Yeah
Only fuck with bosses
We ain't taking losses
Niggas is new to the game
Don't even know we do this often
And I be 21 when I slide
Told my new nigga that I'm heartless
I let it go when I'm smoking the gas
Pass it, i'll spark it
He want a real bitch
Know he can't handle that
I never cuff him
But no, you can't have him back
I do this shit like it's nothing
They mad at that
You know I stay
Where them niggas be trapping at
You got a problem with me
Then you losing
I never hate on my niggas
We cooling
These niggas hoes
And they really be choosing
Wake up a bitch up
If I hear that she snoozing
Say I'm a problem
And niggas can't solve it
Run up a check
So you know I'm unbothered
Know I'm a bastard
I ain't got a father
You know I do all this shit for my momma
She held me down
Cause my daddy a clown
A lot like you niggas
You know how I'm coming
Bitches be looking for me
I ain't running
Really it's cap
Go get you some money
He want to play me so bad
But he can't
Got a new nigga
At least everyday
My niggas eating
Go get you a plate
Know we too real
And y'all niggas too fake
Y'all really ain't got no reason to hate
I don't need love from a lame
I'm straight
Say we ain't cool
But you stay in my face
Came from the bottom
It's never too late
Run up a check with her nigga
She talking her shit
But she call me her sister
These bitches be weird
And they ain't in the picture
Can't do it like me
So my pockets get bigger
You funny as shit
My niggas solid
Ain't sweating a bitch
You at the bottom
Ain't fucking with this
I make the call
And some niggas come through
Ain't saying a word
They wetting this bitch
He say I'm evil, and that nigga right
No you can't fuck
And you can't spend the night
Can't fall in love with these niggas
This money
I get it
Exclusive
No I ain't the type
You want a family
I ain't your wife
Go on a date
But I ain't the type
Only one chance I'll get
I ain't passing
I'm cutting you off
And I'm doing it right
This for the hood
This ain't for the hype
Know he a rat
He hanging with mice
She like the flow
So you know she gone bite
You never see me
Cause I'm out of sight
Rocking all black
We ain't fucking with white
Riding with me
You ain't fucking him right
Bitches be mad, I'll spazz on a bitch
But my nigga be telling my ass to be nice
Chill
If I don't do nothing
I swear to be real
Keeping my promise
And fuck how you feel
Wish you the best
But you had it
Tragic
Can't let you fuck up my end of the deal
Can't let you back
Nigga you know the drill
Ran up your tab, and you skipped on the bill
Keeping my promise
And fuck how you feel
Know he clown
Run him down
He gone squeal
Know we gone eat
We ain't missing no meals
We from the bottom
And you from the hill
These niggas trapping
Ain't selling no pills
Don't come for me
Cause you ain't got the skill
My niggas taxing
Ain't cutting no deals
Ain't in the bracket
You ain't in the field
Yeah
He want a real bitch
Know he can't handle that
I never cuff him
But no, you can't have him back
I do this shit like it's nothing
They mad at that
You know I stay
Where them niggas be trapping at
You got a problem with me
Then you losing
I never hate on my niggas
We cooling
These niggas hoes
And they really be choosing
Wake up a bitch up
If I hear that she snoozing
Peace
It is what it is
For real
I ain't tripping
About none of the mistakes
I made in the past
Yeah
Only fuck with bosses
We ain't taking losses
Niggas is new to the game
Don't even know we do this often
And I be 21 when I slide
Told my new nigga that I'm heartless
I let it go when I'm smoking the gas
Pass it, i'll spark it
He want a real bitch
Know he can't handle that
I never cuff him
But no, you can't have him back
I do this shit like it's nothing
They mad at that
You know I stay
Where them niggas be trapping at
You got a problem with me
Then you losing
I never hate on my niggas
We cooling
These niggas hoes
And they really be choosing
Wake up a bitch up
If I hear that she snoozing
Say I'm a problem
And niggas can't solve it
Run up a check
So you know I'm unbothered
Know I'm a bastard
I ain't got a father
You know I do all this shit for my momma
She held me down
Cause my daddy a clown
A lot like you niggas
You know how I'm coming
Bitches be looking for me
I ain't running
Really it's cap
Go get you some money
He want to play me so bad
But he can't
Got a new nigga
At least everyday
My niggas eating
Go get you a plate
Know we too real
And y'all niggas too fake
Y'all really ain't got no reason to hate
I don't need love from a lame
I'm straight
Say we ain't cool
But you stay in my face
Came from the bottom
It's never too late
Run up a check with her nigga
She talking her shit
But she call me her sister
These bitches be weird
And they ain't in the picture
Can't do it like me
So my pockets get bigger
You funny as shit
My niggas solid
Ain't sweating a bitch
You at the bottom
Ain't fucking with this
I make the call
And some niggas come through
Ain't saying a word
They wetting this bitch
He say I'm evil, and that nigga right
No you can't fuck
And you can't spend the night
Can't fall in love with these niggas
This money
I get it
Exclusive
No I ain't the type
You want a family
I ain't your wife
Go on a date
But I ain't the type
Only one chance I'll get
I ain't passing
I'm cutting you off
And I'm doing it right
This for the hood
This ain't for the hype
Know he a rat
He hanging with mice
She like the flow
So you know she gone bite
You never see me
Cause I'm out of sight
Rocking all black
We ain't fucking with white
Riding with me
You ain't fucking him right
Bitches be mad, I'll spazz on a bitch
But my nigga be telling my ass to be nice
Chill
If I don't do nothing
I swear to be real
Keeping my promise
And fuck how you feel
Wish you the best
But you had it
Tragic
Can't let you fuck up my end of the deal
Can't let you back
Nigga you know the drill
Ran up your tab, and you skipped on the bill
Keeping my promise
And fuck how you feel
Know he clown
Run him down
He gone squeal
Know we gone eat
We ain't missing no meals
We from the bottom
And you from the hill
These niggas trapping
Ain't selling no pills
Don't come for me
Cause you ain't got the skill
My niggas taxing
Ain't cutting no deals
Ain't in the bracket
You ain't in the field
Yeah
He want a real bitch
Know he can't handle that
I never cuff him
But no, you can't have him back
I do this shit like it's nothing
They mad at that
You know I stay
Where them niggas be trapping at
You got a problem with me
Then you losing
I never hate on my niggas
We cooling
These niggas hoes
And they really be choosing
Wake up a bitch up
If I hear that she snoozing
Peace
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Writer(s): Kwaje'lanne Stevens
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