Was What It Was
Life we live (Life as we see it)
See it's, oh, so beautiful (Oh, it's so-)
Goddamn, I looked at the ho phone, I might take a step back
Plug keep playin'
Nigga, this only three G's, where the fuck is the rest at?
Fuck, this ho she get on my nerves
Where the fuck my gun? Where the fuck my TEC at?
Yuh, she told me that I be lyin' too much
I told her I do what I'm best at
Yuh, bi-bi-big Glock, I'm finna stretch that
Bullets gon' hit where your face and your neck at
I gotta stand on business, never forget when my bro said that
Yuh, she think I'm an addict, bitch, so what?
It's a evil world, no bitch that I trust
Swear it ain't none niggas movin' like us
Big widebody, it's a G-Wagon truck
You ain't no shooter, yo' Glock got rust
Think 'bout the past, but it was what it was
I-I swear this blunt got me way too stuck, yuh
We used to fuck in the backseat, run to the bag like a track meet
Hell nah, lil' bitch, I'm not lackin'
I got the Glock bitch, my pistol packin'
I got a whole lotta rounds
Bitch, I'm only 17, but I'm in the club, I hope they don't pat me down
'Cause I got a knock on my hip, they said I wouldn't make it
But nigga, who's laughing now
We finna run this drill, put on yo' ski, nigga, ain't no backing out
Nigga, I chase my dreams 'till the wheels fall off
Until I'm crashing out
I know lil' ho tryna fuck
I walk in the spot and I let my racks hang out
Every time I put that shit on, 99 overall
Lil' bitch, I'm maxing out (Let's go)
I know niggas ain't expect it, bitch, I'm a god, I got no flaws
Fuck the whole face, she got no jaws
I-I-I let my nuts hang, got no drawers
I'm watchin' my show, this bitch gon' suck my dick
Ain't even have time to click pause
To me, that's a win, to you, that's a loss
Bitch, I'ma have it, at all costs
I don't know why niggas be tryna play
Like I'on know game, bitch, I know ball
Block everybody, the world piss me off
This a V8, you hear the exhaust
Haha, yeah, yeah
Goddamn, I looked at the ho phone, I might take a step back
Plug keep playin'
Nigga, this only three G's, where the fuck is the rest at?
Fuck, this ho she get on my nerves
Where the fuck my gun? Where the fuck my TEC at?
She told me that I be lyin' too much, I told her I do what I'm best at
Yuh, yuh, yuh-yuh, I do what I'm best at, yuh
I gotta stand on business, never forget when my bro said that
Yuh, yuh, yuh, bitch, bitch, yuh
Yeuh, yeuh
See it's, oh, so beautiful (Oh, it's so-)
Goddamn, I looked at the ho phone, I might take a step back
Plug keep playin'
Nigga, this only three G's, where the fuck is the rest at?
Fuck, this ho she get on my nerves
Where the fuck my gun? Where the fuck my TEC at?
Yuh, she told me that I be lyin' too much
I told her I do what I'm best at
Yuh, bi-bi-big Glock, I'm finna stretch that
Bullets gon' hit where your face and your neck at
I gotta stand on business, never forget when my bro said that
Yuh, she think I'm an addict, bitch, so what?
It's a evil world, no bitch that I trust
Swear it ain't none niggas movin' like us
Big widebody, it's a G-Wagon truck
You ain't no shooter, yo' Glock got rust
Think 'bout the past, but it was what it was
I-I swear this blunt got me way too stuck, yuh
We used to fuck in the backseat, run to the bag like a track meet
Hell nah, lil' bitch, I'm not lackin'
I got the Glock bitch, my pistol packin'
I got a whole lotta rounds
Bitch, I'm only 17, but I'm in the club, I hope they don't pat me down
'Cause I got a knock on my hip, they said I wouldn't make it
But nigga, who's laughing now
We finna run this drill, put on yo' ski, nigga, ain't no backing out
Nigga, I chase my dreams 'till the wheels fall off
Until I'm crashing out
I know lil' ho tryna fuck
I walk in the spot and I let my racks hang out
Every time I put that shit on, 99 overall
Lil' bitch, I'm maxing out (Let's go)
I know niggas ain't expect it, bitch, I'm a god, I got no flaws
Fuck the whole face, she got no jaws
I-I-I let my nuts hang, got no drawers
I'm watchin' my show, this bitch gon' suck my dick
Ain't even have time to click pause
To me, that's a win, to you, that's a loss
Bitch, I'ma have it, at all costs
I don't know why niggas be tryna play
Like I'on know game, bitch, I know ball
Block everybody, the world piss me off
This a V8, you hear the exhaust
Haha, yeah, yeah
Goddamn, I looked at the ho phone, I might take a step back
Plug keep playin'
Nigga, this only three G's, where the fuck is the rest at?
Fuck, this ho she get on my nerves
Where the fuck my gun? Where the fuck my TEC at?
She told me that I be lyin' too much, I told her I do what I'm best at
Yuh, yuh, yuh-yuh, I do what I'm best at, yuh
I gotta stand on business, never forget when my bro said that
Yuh, yuh, yuh, bitch, bitch, yuh
Yeuh, yeuh
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Writer(s): Joshua Brown
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