Never been a fool
Bitch I got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
She ain't got nothing to
I'ma come through wit da blunt
Tryna out this dick on you
I can't lie I'm tryna f*ck
Messaging ya boo
While she laying next to you
He was tryna cop a few
So we had to set em up
Stepping in the stu
Took my weapon in the booth
Had to come up off a lick
Had to intercept the plug
I can't let her touch the tool
We ain't got that type of trust
If you never met my momma
We ain't got that type of love
Never been a fool
Bitch i got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
We was selling all that
Reppin all that
Stepping on that work
With that fetnal
Quit stepping on that get em off my turf
We can't never fall back
Get em all clapped
Under all that dirt
They cant get involved
Quit stepping on that get em off my turf
But now it's different
Catching all these blessing but im sacreligious.
I seen the brand new bentley
Thought i had to get it
Every time I drop another record
They tell me I'm gifted
Counted up my first 10 bands
And became a man of my business.
Catching all these blessing but im sac religious.
I might vandalize
Yo granny house l and act like i ain't did it.
Oxymorons in my rap
I'm always contracting
Too aggressive look at everyone as competition
Trading in the double R for another car
Gotta hunid bars that
That I scribble in my composition
All we do is fight i don't wanna start
I don't wanna starve
Take yo food and let you wash the dishes
I got all these scars
From the way i'm living my
I might pull up on yo moms
For the happy ending
Trading in the double R for another car
Gotta hunid bars that
That i scribble in my composition
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
In my composition
Never been a fool
Bitch I got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
She ain't got nothing to
I'ma come through wit da blunt
Tryna out this dick on you
I can't lie I'm tryna f*ck
Messaging ya boo
While she laying next to you
He was tryna cop a few
So we had to set em up
Stepping in the stu
Took my weapon in the booth
Had to come up off a lick
Had to intercept the plug
I can't let her touch the tool
We ain't got that type of trust
If you never met my momma
We ain't got that type of love
Never been a fool
Bitch i got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
Apex Wes - Sacrilegious Lyrics
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Never been a fool
Bitch I got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
She ain't got nothing to
I'ma come through wit da blunt
Tryna out this dick on you
I can't lie I'm tryna f*ck
Messaging ya boo
While she laying next to you
He was tryna cop a few
So we had to set em up
Stepping in the stu
Took my weapon in the booth
Had to come up off a lick
Had to intercept the plug
I can't let her touch the tool
We ain't got that type of trust
If you never met my momma
We ain't got that type of love
Never been a fool
Bitch i got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
We was selling all that
Reppin all that
Stepping on that work
With that fetnal
Quit stepping on that get em off my turf
We can't never fall back
Get em all clapped
Under all that dirt
They cant get involved
Quit stepping on that get em off my turf
But now it's different
Catching all these blessing but im sacreligious.
I seen the brand new bentley
Thought i had to get it
Every time I drop another record
They tell me I'm gifted
Counted up my first 10 bands
And became a man of my business.
Catching all these blessing but im sac religious.
I might vandalize
Yo granny house l and act like i ain't did it.
Oxymorons in my rap
I'm always contracting
Too aggressive look at everyone as competition
Trading in the double R for another car
Gotta hunid bars that
That I scribble in my composition
All we do is fight i don't wanna start
I don't wanna starve
Take yo food and let you wash the dishes
I got all these scars
From the way i'm living my
I might pull up on yo moms
For the happy ending
Trading in the double R for another car
Gotta hunid bars that
That i scribble in my composition
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
In my composition
Never been a fool
Bitch I got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
She ain't got nothing to
I'ma come through wit da blunt
Tryna out this dick on you
I can't lie I'm tryna f*ck
Messaging ya boo
While she laying next to you
He was tryna cop a few
So we had to set em up
Stepping in the stu
Took my weapon in the booth
Had to come up off a lick
Had to intercept the plug
I can't let her touch the tool
We ain't got that type of trust
If you never met my momma
We ain't got that type of love
Never been a fool
Bitch i got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
Bitch I got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
She ain't got nothing to
I'ma come through wit da blunt
Tryna out this dick on you
I can't lie I'm tryna f*ck
Messaging ya boo
While she laying next to you
He was tryna cop a few
So we had to set em up
Stepping in the stu
Took my weapon in the booth
Had to come up off a lick
Had to intercept the plug
I can't let her touch the tool
We ain't got that type of trust
If you never met my momma
We ain't got that type of love
Never been a fool
Bitch i got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
We was selling all that
Reppin all that
Stepping on that work
With that fetnal
Quit stepping on that get em off my turf
We can't never fall back
Get em all clapped
Under all that dirt
They cant get involved
Quit stepping on that get em off my turf
But now it's different
Catching all these blessing but im sacreligious.
I seen the brand new bentley
Thought i had to get it
Every time I drop another record
They tell me I'm gifted
Counted up my first 10 bands
And became a man of my business.
Catching all these blessing but im sac religious.
I might vandalize
Yo granny house l and act like i ain't did it.
Oxymorons in my rap
I'm always contracting
Too aggressive look at everyone as competition
Trading in the double R for another car
Gotta hunid bars that
That I scribble in my composition
All we do is fight i don't wanna start
I don't wanna starve
Take yo food and let you wash the dishes
I got all these scars
From the way i'm living my
I might pull up on yo moms
For the happy ending
Trading in the double R for another car
Gotta hunid bars that
That i scribble in my composition
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
In my composition
Never been a fool
Bitch I got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
She ain't got nothing to
I'ma come through wit da blunt
Tryna out this dick on you
I can't lie I'm tryna f*ck
Messaging ya boo
While she laying next to you
He was tryna cop a few
So we had to set em up
Stepping in the stu
Took my weapon in the booth
Had to come up off a lick
Had to intercept the plug
I can't let her touch the tool
We ain't got that type of trust
If you never met my momma
We ain't got that type of love
Never been a fool
Bitch i got too much to loose
They ain't stepping on the grove
They ain't f*cking wit my funk
Writer: Apex Wes
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