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Mmm, yeah, they wanna fuck with me
Mmm, yeah, they wanna fuck with me
Mmm, yeah, they wanna fuck with me
Mmm, yeah, they wanna fuck with me

Back then they didn't want me
Now they fucked up on me
They tryna set me up
Nigga, you a dummy
I peep where you lay And where you hide your shit
You like a pillow talk Just like a bitch

Back then they didn't want me
Now they fucked up on me
They tryna set me up
Nigga, you a dummy
I peep where you lay And where you hide your shit
You like a pillow talk Just like a bitch

You think I trust these niggas? Man, what the plan
Why they scheming and they plottin' You know it's all a scam
Not talkin' credit cards At the fuckin' store
But how you cheatin' with a nigga on the fuckin' low
I only mind the business that pay me So I get my bread
That is speakin' real facts Don't let it go over your head
I only mind the business that pay me So I get my bread
That is speakin' real facts Don't let it go over your head
Niggas can't hold water Like a runnin' faucet
I have to get it out the mud Nigga, come up off it
You think I'm runnin' game? You think I wanna fuck
It's all about the dollar So when it's up it's up
I might fumble, nigga I never fumble bag
The goddess give you a chance? Now that's fuckin' sad
You think I'm up for grabs? Let's go toe-to-toe
I'm steady representin' for the fuckin' Waco

Back then they didn't want me
Now they fucked up on me
They tryna set me up
Nigga, you a dummy
I peep where you lay
And where you hide your shit
You like a pillow talk Just like a bitch

Back then they didn't want me
Now they fucked up on me
They tryna set me up
Nigga, you a dummy
I peep where you lay
And where you hide your shit
You like a pillow talk Just like a bitch

I keep a close eye for any snakes that really try me
Always applyin' pressure, how else can you make a diamond
I only fuck with niggas got the bag and not the juice
Tryna talk down? Nigga, what's the fuckin' use
You think I don't know what goes on in them fuckin' streets
Them niggas on the block, bitch, they report to me
Niggas pottin' on your pockets, give you hugs and dabs
Be the same ones that stab you in your fuckin' back
Have to play it off like it's a fuckin' rap
But I'm ten times harder with my get-back
Come from a city where we really don't solve crimes
Just know when I see you, nigga, that ass is mine

Back then they didn't want me
Now they fucked up on me
They tryna set me up
Nigga, you a dummy
I peep where you lay And where you hide your shit
You like a pillow talk Just like a bitch



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Writer(s): Conique Quinton
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