HOPE YOU KNOW
I can't even care
Like I got some people around me that I love to death
But I don't want them around me no more
(Boom, boom)
War inside, no peace, no where I'm back, back talking to myself
Can't lie, I felt, played, but I can't crash this bitch want me to wreck
Move on, let it go, it's hard, but I'm taking steps
You with this nigga, he lucky ain't have my pipe, I wanted to leave him there
Hope you know, she ain't the one I'm loving, I just fuck her still
Leave my kids inside her, thumb in her ass, she like to be slutted still
Know for real, I was ready to go, I thought you loved me still
Know for real, I was ready to crash but Turt behind wheel
Strange ain't it, I ain't in my feelings, I'm just all alone
Nah we ain't together, this was forever, can't say that shit no more
Almost slipped up more than once, your name close to a few hoes
Bitch you did that slick, I should've sent shit up outside that store
I ain't spend my money no more (save it), I'm used to riding solo (my baby)
Pull up with my Glock, since you told me to come me dolo (huh)
Ain't that bout a bitch, it's really perfect timing shit
(catch you with him)
Should I had crash, na you good, but I can't go like this
(bitch fuck this shit)
Spending blocks, I'm familiar with, in the alley of your granny shit
(I know yo cribs)
Better not be in no car, I catch you with em, I'm a pistol whip
He in that Camry window tinted, tonight why I ain't stand on business
Been telling this hoe for years to go do dicks, so shit, ain't trippin
Can't say I'm all hurt, this bitch got ball, she struck a nerve
33rd would've seen a nigga bail out first
I know my body, I want to knock his dick inside the dirt
Pull up, bounce on high alert, bitch thought I was gone wear her face up on a shirt
War inside, no peace, no where I'm back, back talking to myself
Can't lie, I felt, played, but I can't crash this bitch want me to wreck
Move on, let it go, it's hard, but I'm taking steps
You with this nigga, he lucky ain't have my pipe, I wanted to leave him there
Hope you know, she ain't the one I'm loving, I just fuck her still
Leave my kids inside her, thumb in her ass, she like to be slutted still
Know for real, I was ready to go, I thought you loved me still
Know for real, I was ready to crash but Turt behind wheel
My shorty sitchy, swapping Glizzy's, bitch might got bodies on it
This bitch a hoe, she gotta go, bitch might got bodies on her
You let it burn out, now bitch, my turn, hope one of them niggas burn her
Got all these hoes and do them most, shit I know I'm bogus
Antarctica, I made a song about her, my bitch, don't really know about her
Was creeping around with shh, she shut her mouth and she don't talk loud (huh)
You know I'm cheating, bitch, all of a sudden you clueless shit
I know she know must said sum stupid shit you stupid bitch
My body shaking, I'm out my mind, can't let my mind fuck with my grind
Toxic love, this toxic bitch, she finally gone from out my life
Bitch, you ugly when you cry, plenty nights I never cried
Sacrificed my life, my love, cause it always been on that line
War inside, no peace, no where I'm back, back talking to myself
Can't lie, I felt, played, but I can't crash this bitch want me to wreck
Move on, let it go, it's hard, but I'm taking steps
You with this nigga, he lucky ain't have my pipe, I wanted to leave him there
Hope you know, she ain't the one I'm loving, I just fuck her still
Leave my kids inside her, thumb in her ass, she like to be slutted still
Know for real, I was ready to go, I thought you loved me still
Know for real, I was ready to crash but Turt behind wheel
And after that its done, you know my brother nem' was behind that wheel
Neighborhood hero number nine, I'm about to disrespect the fuck out this hoe
Toxic ass bitch, you know my body, you know I play crazy
Bitch, I shoulda embarrassed yo ass out there
Like I got some people around me that I love to death
But I don't want them around me no more
(Boom, boom)
War inside, no peace, no where I'm back, back talking to myself
Can't lie, I felt, played, but I can't crash this bitch want me to wreck
Move on, let it go, it's hard, but I'm taking steps
You with this nigga, he lucky ain't have my pipe, I wanted to leave him there
Hope you know, she ain't the one I'm loving, I just fuck her still
Leave my kids inside her, thumb in her ass, she like to be slutted still
Know for real, I was ready to go, I thought you loved me still
Know for real, I was ready to crash but Turt behind wheel
Strange ain't it, I ain't in my feelings, I'm just all alone
Nah we ain't together, this was forever, can't say that shit no more
Almost slipped up more than once, your name close to a few hoes
Bitch you did that slick, I should've sent shit up outside that store
I ain't spend my money no more (save it), I'm used to riding solo (my baby)
Pull up with my Glock, since you told me to come me dolo (huh)
Ain't that bout a bitch, it's really perfect timing shit
(catch you with him)
Should I had crash, na you good, but I can't go like this
(bitch fuck this shit)
Spending blocks, I'm familiar with, in the alley of your granny shit
(I know yo cribs)
Better not be in no car, I catch you with em, I'm a pistol whip
He in that Camry window tinted, tonight why I ain't stand on business
Been telling this hoe for years to go do dicks, so shit, ain't trippin
Can't say I'm all hurt, this bitch got ball, she struck a nerve
33rd would've seen a nigga bail out first
I know my body, I want to knock his dick inside the dirt
Pull up, bounce on high alert, bitch thought I was gone wear her face up on a shirt
War inside, no peace, no where I'm back, back talking to myself
Can't lie, I felt, played, but I can't crash this bitch want me to wreck
Move on, let it go, it's hard, but I'm taking steps
You with this nigga, he lucky ain't have my pipe, I wanted to leave him there
Hope you know, she ain't the one I'm loving, I just fuck her still
Leave my kids inside her, thumb in her ass, she like to be slutted still
Know for real, I was ready to go, I thought you loved me still
Know for real, I was ready to crash but Turt behind wheel
My shorty sitchy, swapping Glizzy's, bitch might got bodies on it
This bitch a hoe, she gotta go, bitch might got bodies on her
You let it burn out, now bitch, my turn, hope one of them niggas burn her
Got all these hoes and do them most, shit I know I'm bogus
Antarctica, I made a song about her, my bitch, don't really know about her
Was creeping around with shh, she shut her mouth and she don't talk loud (huh)
You know I'm cheating, bitch, all of a sudden you clueless shit
I know she know must said sum stupid shit you stupid bitch
My body shaking, I'm out my mind, can't let my mind fuck with my grind
Toxic love, this toxic bitch, she finally gone from out my life
Bitch, you ugly when you cry, plenty nights I never cried
Sacrificed my life, my love, cause it always been on that line
War inside, no peace, no where I'm back, back talking to myself
Can't lie, I felt, played, but I can't crash this bitch want me to wreck
Move on, let it go, it's hard, but I'm taking steps
You with this nigga, he lucky ain't have my pipe, I wanted to leave him there
Hope you know, she ain't the one I'm loving, I just fuck her still
Leave my kids inside her, thumb in her ass, she like to be slutted still
Know for real, I was ready to go, I thought you loved me still
Know for real, I was ready to crash but Turt behind wheel
And after that its done, you know my brother nem' was behind that wheel
Neighborhood hero number nine, I'm about to disrespect the fuck out this hoe
Toxic ass bitch, you know my body, you know I play crazy
Bitch, I shoulda embarrassed yo ass out there
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Writer(s): Bryant Boyd
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