Yeh Yeh

I'm keeping it low, ducking and dodging the flicks
You niggas be posing for pics
Flossing wit friends, ain't even watching your six
That's when we hop out wit them sticks
We know where you hide we know where you at from your live
You document all of your biz doing it all for a bitch
You think that she tricking, until we run up in your crib, because she gotta plan
Now you caught up with your pants down
Mask on still nigga head down
I need the paper like right now
Don't try and man up and be man down
About the dollar, but the shit you be doing ain't making no sense
He call me a playa and that shit be funny as hell the way that I play wit his bitch

You say we wilding, but we out here just surviving
And depending where we going is depending on who driving, yeh yeh
Check the timesheet you will see who putting time in
And I'm all about that business because my business all I'm minding, yeh yeh
I don't need diamonds my future already blinding
I am not trying to be smooth until after I'm finished grinding, yeh yeh
Beware of friends they the ones that lead you blindly, then betray you
Because you can watch and not know watt the time is, yeh yeh
Lord I'm geeked wit this pistol in my lap
And these voices in my head and this purple to relax, yeh yeh
Lord I'm weak wit this pussy in my lap
And the devil in my ear and these demons on my back, yeh yeh