Chief Keef

Momma told me boy watch where you stepping
I'm on egg shells with my rafs on and I'm in the wrong
He caught me with his bitch I told him not to get involved
They knocked me down and stabbed my back but I'm still standing tall
How you say that you my dog if you watching me fall
How you say that you my bitch when you really for all
Hope y'all ready for this shit cause I'll die for the call
Waiting on the phone to ring, got money on the line
I been on this for five summers, it's bout' fucking time
I can make that girl my slut without even fucking trying
I'm way higher than a jet with nothing less than dimes
I got Jett3ye with the tec, ain't nothing less than slime

Ain't nothing to you
Ain't nothing to me
Karma is a bitch
And betrayal's a disease
Got to cover my mouth every single time I sneeze
But they might wipe your nose, bitch I got snakes up in the V
Leave this shit to the pros cause I got shooters ready to leave
Bitch I been the one, that boy more like New Years Eve
The old me been died, I ain't even have time to grieve

I ain't worried bout shit bitch, got tricks up my sleeve
I done stole her love again, I move like a thief
Thinkin' bout shit I don't even like, so I got to chief
Kief
No no, he don't want no beef
Beef
Hop in the whip, yeah skrt yeah beep
Beep
Nigga talk crazy, that boy get deleted
Huh, yeah, defeated
I can't keep her on my side, that bitch too conceited

She the type of bitch you see and then you say you need it
But I'm the type of nigga, won't let her stop me succeeding
And I'm niggas that rock ski masks, that is not beanie
Rub the bottle like Aladdin, I'm high as a genie
I'm really in the Mafia, all we eat is linguine
I don't know magic, but we might turn that boy to Houdini
In a demon with my demons not no Lamborghini
Not with squares, no we ain't come from that bottom bikini

Momma told me boy watch where you stepping
I'm on eggshells with my rafs on and I'm in the wrong
He caught me with his bitch I told him not to get involved
They knocked me down and stabbed my back but I'm still standing tall
How you say that you my dog if you watching me fall
How you say that you my bitch when you really for all
Hope y'all ready for this shit cause I'll die for the call
Waiting on the phone to ring, got money on the line
I got a bitch overseas
Anything come out my mouth, she believe
I done stole her love again, I move like a thief
Thinkin' bout shit I don't even like, so I got to' chief
Kief
No no, he don't want no beef
Beef
Hop in the whip, yeah skrt yeah beep
Beep
Nigga talk crazy, that boy get deleted
Huh, yeah, defeated
I can't keep her on my side, that bitch too conceited



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Writer(s): Flexstar Cinco
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