Might Be
Stress and problems, I know everybody got 'em
Tryna help everyone else, but they get selfish at the bottom
If they would've slipped and fell, I would've caught 'em
Somebody try to give you hell, I would've shot 'em
But I'm realizing ain't too many niggas like me
They gon' hop all on your dick when you get icy
Where you was at, we ain't have no heat and it was icy
She say I look like my heart frozen, bitch it might be
Bitch it might be
She say I look like my heart frozen, bitch it might be
Papa was a rolling stone
Needed his fix, but I ain't grew up in no broken home
My granny leave, I get them P's and they get broke in zones
That was my queen because she kept the boat afloat alone
This be how souljas grown
I'm sitting still, but moving pills cause it's a mobile phone
Fighting and shooting that's what me, Bussa, and Zo was on
So when I make it off this music put them souljas on
Some shit I don't condone
If that's your nigga tell your nigga when you know he wrong
Pouring out liquor, rolling swishers for the homies gone
They roll their enemies in woods, shit get overblown
That's the type of shit I don't be on
I just rather smoke the Za, Sharklato cologne
Before I end up in the sky, I be loading chrome
And if I ever gotta slide, it just won't be known
Ride for the people on my side, all the phonies gone
Loyalty the only thing me and my homies shown
If she ain't loyal to me, then it won't be long
She'll be alone, I'm one of one and I just won't be cloned
She'll be alone, I'm one of one and I just won't be cloned
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stress and problems, I know everybody got 'em
Tryna help everyone else, but they get selfish at the bottom
If they would've slipped and fell, I would've caught 'em
Somebody try to give you hell, I would've shot 'em
But I'm realizing ain't too many niggas like me
They gon' hop all on your dick when you get icy
Where you was at, we ain't have no heat and it was icy
She say I look like my heart frozen, bitch it might be
Bitch it might be
She say I look like my heart frozen, bitch it might be
Tryna help everyone else, but they get selfish at the bottom
If they would've slipped and fell, I would've caught 'em
Somebody try to give you hell, I would've shot 'em
But I'm realizing ain't too many niggas like me
They gon' hop all on your dick when you get icy
Where you was at, we ain't have no heat and it was icy
She say I look like my heart frozen, bitch it might be
Bitch it might be
She say I look like my heart frozen, bitch it might be
Papa was a rolling stone
Needed his fix, but I ain't grew up in no broken home
My granny leave, I get them P's and they get broke in zones
That was my queen because she kept the boat afloat alone
This be how souljas grown
I'm sitting still, but moving pills cause it's a mobile phone
Fighting and shooting that's what me, Bussa, and Zo was on
So when I make it off this music put them souljas on
Some shit I don't condone
If that's your nigga tell your nigga when you know he wrong
Pouring out liquor, rolling swishers for the homies gone
They roll their enemies in woods, shit get overblown
That's the type of shit I don't be on
I just rather smoke the Za, Sharklato cologne
Before I end up in the sky, I be loading chrome
And if I ever gotta slide, it just won't be known
Ride for the people on my side, all the phonies gone
Loyalty the only thing me and my homies shown
If she ain't loyal to me, then it won't be long
She'll be alone, I'm one of one and I just won't be cloned
She'll be alone, I'm one of one and I just won't be cloned
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stress and problems, I know everybody got 'em
Tryna help everyone else, but they get selfish at the bottom
If they would've slipped and fell, I would've caught 'em
Somebody try to give you hell, I would've shot 'em
But I'm realizing ain't too many niggas like me
They gon' hop all on your dick when you get icy
Where you was at, we ain't have no heat and it was icy
She say I look like my heart frozen, bitch it might be
Bitch it might be
She say I look like my heart frozen, bitch it might be
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Writer(s): Justin Beasley
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