5'7 (THE WAY I AM)
Go, it's Core, Fargo on the beat, so you know he got the track, huh
Ayy, don't get in yo feelings, bitch, I'm the way I am
Five'seven, keep the Glocks right on me like it's seven-Eleven
I want a nigga to try to run up, try to play me
Don't let this suburb life get in your way, get in your head, nigga
I still step on shit, been around killers
They don't do no thrillin, they do drillin
Go and touch that fam, I swear I'm sendin' you to the ceilin
Niggas like to speak on my name
What, huh? Fuck you want me to do?
I don't go back and forth with niggas, I don't go back and forth with hoes
Yeah, these niggas pussy, they don't want to fight
But quick to grab a gun
I don't do no patty cake, I save that type of shit for the hoes
Only time I play, when I'm fuckin' or suckin' her right
You cryin' 'bout a ho, I'm gettin' to the money, I'm gettin' it mo
Temper' short, like I'm five'four
Snitching nigga, call him five-zero
Thinkin' 'bout all them times my points been low
Ayy, let's go, now I made it out, I made that shit
Bitches, niggas, dumpin' shit in my life
Score was zero-74, damn, I'm feelin' five'four
Ayy, don't get in yo feelings, bitch, I'm the way I am
Five'seven, keep the Glocks right on me like it's seven-Eleven
I want a nigga to try to run up, try to play me
Don't let this suburb life get in your way, get in your head, nigga
I still step on shit, been around killers
They don't do no thrillin, they do drillin
Go and touch that fam, I swear I'm sendin' you to the ceilin
Niggas like to speak on my name
What, huh?
I don't go back and forth with niggas, I don't go back and forth with hoes
Who the goat, who the man?
Yeah, it's me, nigga, it's Core
Fuck with me, I'm gon' even the score
I don't need that shit to turn up, but I know how to find it, get it
Niggas start that shit, they can't quit it
Go start some shit, I bet I finish
Knowin' niggas that can act a fool
Got a screw loose like B.K
I'm talkin' 'bout goin' to church, kill a nigga on a Sunday
I'm a man of the Lord
So I'm goin' back to the crib to treat my girl
Yeah, her ass fat, glasses
I treat her like she Kitana
Yeah, this choppa might be gay, why?
'Cause they finish niggas off like it's M.K, okay
Yeah, I got a bitch on the line, ain't talkin' 'bout pussy
Life a bitch, the way it be treatin' me
I thought I would have my turn, life ain't fair
But I do what I want, I do what I do
Do what I want, do what I do
Step, step, step, steppin' on niggas, step
Yeah, that's how it go, yeah, that's how it go
It's Core, let's go
Ayy, don't get in yo feelings, bitch, I'm the way I am
Five'seven, keep the Glocks right on me like it's seven-Eleven
I want a nigga to try to run up, try to play me
Don't let this suburb life get in your way, get in your head, nigga
I still step on shit, been around killers
They don't do no thrillin, they do drillin
Go and touch that fam, I swear I'm sendin' you to the ceilin
Niggas like to speak on my name
What, huh? Fuck you want me to do?
I don't go back and forth with niggas, I don't go back and forth with hoes
Yeah, these niggas pussy, they don't want to fight
But quick to grab a gun
I don't do no patty cake, I save that type of shit for the hoes
Only time I play, when I'm fuckin' or suckin' her right
You cryin' 'bout a ho, I'm gettin' to the money, I'm gettin' it mo
Temper' short, like I'm five'four
Snitching nigga, call him five-zero
Thinkin' 'bout all them times my points been low
Ayy, let's go, now I made it out, I made that shit
Bitches, niggas, dumpin' shit in my life
Score was zero-74, damn, I'm feelin' five'four
Ayy, don't get in yo feelings, bitch, I'm the way I am
Five'seven, keep the Glocks right on me like it's seven-Eleven
I want a nigga to try to run up, try to play me
Don't let this suburb life get in your way, get in your head, nigga
I still step on shit, been around killers
They don't do no thrillin, they do drillin
Go and touch that fam, I swear I'm sendin' you to the ceilin
Niggas like to speak on my name
What, huh?
I don't go back and forth with niggas, I don't go back and forth with hoes
Who the goat, who the man?
Yeah, it's me, nigga, it's Core
Fuck with me, I'm gon' even the score
I don't need that shit to turn up, but I know how to find it, get it
Niggas start that shit, they can't quit it
Go start some shit, I bet I finish
Knowin' niggas that can act a fool
Got a screw loose like B.K
I'm talkin' 'bout goin' to church, kill a nigga on a Sunday
I'm a man of the Lord
So I'm goin' back to the crib to treat my girl
Yeah, her ass fat, glasses
I treat her like she Kitana
Yeah, this choppa might be gay, why?
'Cause they finish niggas off like it's M.K, okay
Yeah, I got a bitch on the line, ain't talkin' 'bout pussy
Life a bitch, the way it be treatin' me
I thought I would have my turn, life ain't fair
But I do what I want, I do what I do
Do what I want, do what I do
Step, step, step, steppin' on niggas, step
Yeah, that's how it go, yeah, that's how it go
It's Core, let's go
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Writer(s): Jaden Bibb
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