Keep Mine Close(Xplosive)

You moving different now it got me peepin shit
Vanish mode all these hoes on some sneaky shit
Getting so much money feel like I don't need a bitch
Feel like I don't need a bitch
Fell off in that water tryna put my damn feet in it
Them niggas left me by myself when I needed em
We ain't taking leftovers with us so you can leave the shit
The den of thieves so of course they on some sneaky shit
My jeweler he my therapist my problems I be freezing em
I can't sweat none of these freaks, I just be leavin' them
Yeah, bitch, I'ma listen to your lies, but I ain't believin' them
She a Christian, that's not why she on her knees
East side, livin' where the streets gon' turn a young boy into a man

Whole team, stay thuggin', stackin' ducats, you ain't wit it
You don't have to understand, shit, it's all up
Ridin' through the city, paper chasin', gotta keep mine close
Ahhh
Driver for the week but the team full of GI Joes

Somebody the student and somebody the sensei
I know how to teach a lesson if a bitch play
Ray Charles to the bullshit I ain't see it
State Farm your bitch in good hands, she with me
Get rich, turn the click up, lit as shit
My bitch keep the pole, she don't strip, she with the shits
Ain't no Coach K, my blue devil's real as shit

Get your hoe, man, don't let her loose around no pimps
East side livin' where the streets gone
Turn a young boy into a man
Whole team stay thuggin', stackin' ducats

You ain't with it, you don't have to understand
Shit is all love
Ridin' through the city, paper
Chasin', gotta keep mine close
Ahh
Driver for the week and the team full of G.I. Joes

Phone ringing
Smacks lips
This bitch better pick up man
The fuck
Fucking money on the floor man
The fuck man



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Writer(s): Larry Hall
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