Love Me Less

We don't want no static, just don't fuck with us
Just wanna count away my pain in a Bentley truck
Working smarter, fuck the feds, ain't no stinging us
At the venue, paid advance with my heater tucked

I know that if I wasn't that nigga, they would love me less
The day your coffin hit the dirt, I felt it in my chest
Mama couldn't keep us from thugging, but she did her best
The bread ain't shit, it cost some pain to buy these new baguettes

I feel like Dirk, this shit a family, it ain't bout no set
We put you under granny garden for your disrespect
That money coming, I can't lie, now I don't see shit else
I come from nothing, I'm a hustler, I can't be shit else

Some days I'm feeling low, but I be flyer than an eagle
Can't wife a basic hoe, ain't got no purpose, I don't need her
R.I.P. my people, disrespect them, you gon' meet them
Drop a bag on my promotion, I ain't thirsty for no features

Know they hate me, but it's all good
The AK polished like a casket, bruh, it's all wood
Them bougie bitches turn to groupies when the sauce good
I'm in a sprinter full of killers, wishing y'all would
Doing all the shit you hating niggas, wishing y'all could

Money conversations
Knew this was a gamble when I chose it, I'll take it
Remember serving grams, now we living on vacation
Should I rethink some decisions? I don't know, I'm still debating

You can't get rich if you die first
Got out that bottom, but I damn near lost my mind first
I know they hate to see me shine, it make they eyes hurt
Ain't shit for free, don't let them tell you what your time worth
I told my girl if she keep digging, she gon' find dirt

If I wasn't that nigga, they would love me less
The day your coffin hit the dirt, I felt it in my chest
Mama couldn't keep us from thugging, but she did her best
The bread ain't shit, it cost some pain to buy these new baguettes

I feel like Dirk, this shit a family, it ain't bout no set
We put you under granny garden for your disrespect
That money coming, I can't lie, now I don't see shit else
I come from nothing, I'm a hustler, I can't be shit else

Don't say shit that you can't stand on
I'm from the block, but I'm in Frisco shopping grand homes
I ain't no duck, I keep a thot bitch in the fan zone
Can't let them trap me, had to learn to keep my pants on
You ain't that nigga if you can't go get your mans on

I never been complacent
I really hate attention, but it kill me feeling basic
They swear they showing love, but you feel it when they hating
Should I rethink some decisions? I don't know, I'm still debating

I know that if I wasn't that nigga, they would love me less
The day your coffin hit the dirt, I felt it in my chest
Mama couldn't keep us from thugging, but she did her best
The bread ain't shit, it cost some pain to buy these new baguettes

I feel like Dirk, this shit a family, it ain't bout no set
We put you under granny garden for your disrespect
That money coming, I can't lie, now I don't see shit else
I come from nothing, I'm a hustler, I can't be shit else



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Writer(s): Trushun Gordon
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