Search for belonging but I'm a leader
I got f*ck you money so I don't need them
Talk shit buy u can't beat a nigga
I'ma peaceful nigga
But will spirit bomb me a nigga
Sealy Posturepedic
Let them keep sleeping
Keep thinking "keep dreaming nigga"
That's exactly what I'm doing
I'm just living them out
And you just like my side bitch
Can't keep my dick out your mouth
Or my name off your tounge
Stop it
Stop it
Only bitch made niggas deal in gossip
UmmmHmmm
And we know you bitch made cause your bitch is your sponsor
You tip toe around the house
While I'm smoking me a blunt on the couch in my boxers
Cause this my shit
You know very well
That I pay myself and you owe everybody else
You may save all of the tricks
I don't need a pill
I just live it how I feel cause I'm f*cking real
Lil bitch
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
All in a nigga pockets all the time lord
I don't really need you to feel me dog
For a Long long long long long long time
I been out here getting this shit by myself
And I'ma stay up
Way Up
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
Why would I be concerned with what a pussy nigga think
Now a days man they one in three
Or maybe two
They love to hide in plain sight
Maybe you
And they love to act like you owe them something
Here you go again telling me what you told me sonny
And all I hear is you telling me that you told me something
Followed by a "Who the f*ck you supposed to be nigga"
Chain of command, you know I'm the only link it
Ain't no big homie bro I'm a one and only
Ain't no fake it until you make it
You don't know me I ain't phony
Most of the rules you break you're ment to dog
Most of the hands that you shake despise you
So called soldiers will never ride beside you
Numbers don't' lie but they don't define you
True true
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
All in a nigga pockets all the time lord
I don't really need you to feel me dog
For a Long long long long long long time
I been out here getting this shit by myself
And I'ma stay up
Way Up
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
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Search for belonging but I'm a leader
I got f*ck you money so I don't need them
Talk shit buy u can't beat a nigga
I'ma peaceful nigga
But will spirit bomb me a nigga
Sealy Posturepedic
Let them keep sleeping
Keep thinking "keep dreaming nigga"
That's exactly what I'm doing
I'm just living them out
And you just like my side bitch
Can't keep my dick out your mouth
Or my name off your tounge
Stop it
Stop it
Only bitch made niggas deal in gossip
UmmmHmmm
And we know you bitch made cause your bitch is your sponsor
You tip toe around the house
While I'm smoking me a blunt on the couch in my boxers
Cause this my shit
You know very well
That I pay myself and you owe everybody else
You may save all of the tricks
I don't need a pill
I just live it how I feel cause I'm f*cking real
Lil bitch
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
All in a nigga pockets all the time lord
I don't really need you to feel me dog
For a Long long long long long long time
I been out here getting this shit by myself
And I'ma stay up
Way Up
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
Why would I be concerned with what a pussy nigga think
Now a days man they one in three
Or maybe two
They love to hide in plain sight
Maybe you
And they love to act like you owe them something
Here you go again telling me what you told me sonny
And all I hear is you telling me that you told me something
Followed by a "Who the f*ck you supposed to be nigga"
Chain of command, you know I'm the only link it
Ain't no big homie bro I'm a one and only
Ain't no fake it until you make it
You don't know me I ain't phony
Most of the rules you break you're ment to dog
Most of the hands that you shake despise you
So called soldiers will never ride beside you
Numbers don't' lie but they don't define you
True true
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
All in a nigga pockets all the time lord
I don't really need you to feel me dog
For a Long long long long long long time
I been out here getting this shit by myself
And I'ma stay up
Way Up
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
I got f*ck you money so I don't need them
Talk shit buy u can't beat a nigga
I'ma peaceful nigga
But will spirit bomb me a nigga
Sealy Posturepedic
Let them keep sleeping
Keep thinking "keep dreaming nigga"
That's exactly what I'm doing
I'm just living them out
And you just like my side bitch
Can't keep my dick out your mouth
Or my name off your tounge
Stop it
Stop it
Only bitch made niggas deal in gossip
UmmmHmmm
And we know you bitch made cause your bitch is your sponsor
You tip toe around the house
While I'm smoking me a blunt on the couch in my boxers
Cause this my shit
You know very well
That I pay myself and you owe everybody else
You may save all of the tricks
I don't need a pill
I just live it how I feel cause I'm f*cking real
Lil bitch
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
All in a nigga pockets all the time lord
I don't really need you to feel me dog
For a Long long long long long long time
I been out here getting this shit by myself
And I'ma stay up
Way Up
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
Why would I be concerned with what a pussy nigga think
Now a days man they one in three
Or maybe two
They love to hide in plain sight
Maybe you
And they love to act like you owe them something
Here you go again telling me what you told me sonny
And all I hear is you telling me that you told me something
Followed by a "Who the f*ck you supposed to be nigga"
Chain of command, you know I'm the only link it
Ain't no big homie bro I'm a one and only
Ain't no fake it until you make it
You don't know me I ain't phony
Most of the rules you break you're ment to dog
Most of the hands that you shake despise you
So called soldiers will never ride beside you
Numbers don't' lie but they don't define you
True true
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
All in a nigga pockets all the time lord
I don't really need you to feel me dog
For a Long long long long long long time
I been out here getting this shit by myself
And I'ma stay up
Way Up
These niggas got short memories
All the shit you do for who
The hoes be acting like the IRS
Writer: Glenn Beamon
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