Mafia

I'm really him, I'm not that otha guy
Facts

Stay away from fuck niggas
That shit ain't new to me (that shit ain't new)
I'm still stacking
Saving money, for new jewelry (for new what)
Before I cop it buy mama at least 2 or 3 new houses
Know them broke bitches hate it
They ain't stay true to me
Fucked up my love with Amari fucking with Jana-lee
Fucked up my love with lil' Jana fucking with Yana-b (what)
My mama steady be praying
She know I run the streets (on God)
My father say these streets cold
That's why I ride with heat

Q had just text me, keep going
I feel I'm moving backwards (I'm moving backwards)
These streets just feel I'm the realest
I wasn't raised by cowards
Joe had been came home from prison
Still take like 2-3 showers
I know I'm raw with this spitting
I just don't put in hours (I just don't)
She feel I don't love her cause I don't buy her flowers (what)
But she don't speak on the purses
Bought her designer pouches
Nobody care bout the youngin'
I had to sleep on couches
Ain't never speak on your people
So please don't speak on ours

Talk to my nigga from prison
He know I got the power
I speak this shit here so fluent
Fucked on this bitch for hours
I'm in the trap going crazy
Turned nothing into a thousand
Cant never tell her I love her
I know these bitches sour (I know these bitches sour)

Stay away from fuck niggas
That shit ain't new to me (that shit ain't new)
I'm still stacking
Saving money, for new jewelry (for new what)
Before I cop it buy mama at least 2 or 3 new houses (okay)
Know them broke bitches hate it
They ain't stay true to me
Fucked up my love with Amari fucking with Jana-lee
Fucked up my love with lil' Jana fucking with Yana-b (what)
My mama steady be praying
She know I run the streets
My father say these streets cold
That's why I ride with heat

Fucking with Jana-lee
Fucked up my love with lil' Jana fucking with Yana-b
She know I run the streets
That's why I ride with heat



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Writer(s): Keshawn Lundy
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