Case - 96 Lyrics

Yea yea huh

Aye man yea I know how you felt
You lend all these helping hands but then no one wanna help
When its your turn it makes your eyes burn make your heart hate
Thank God i found love but I know heartbreak
Aye man yea I know how you felt
You lend all these helping hands but then no one wanna help
When its your turn it makes your eyes burn make your heart hate
Thank God I found love but I know heartbreak

See I done did this all before its time to go elevate
I know my times coming I just hope It don't show up late
Got my bag getting bigger and so is my weight
I was more down South until I moved upstate
Monroe twelfth grade then I had to rotate
To Panama City boy I felt like that shit was fate
Making plays in the am we'd be out till it's late
We would party all night yea until the next day
Gino g to my side when we slide to the bay
That's my dawg that's my brother still talk to em this day
Shoutout to d mac he gave me a place to stay
He a rider that boy loyal he would never betray
Can't forget bout Collin yea that shit cray
Body guard looking boy but y'all know em by zaid
My other brother we fell out yea my big hitta Blake
But we some men we made amends
I got my friends who we against
My dawgs solid like cement
Your dawgs f*ck with you pretend
They would take not lend a hand

Aye man yea I know how you felt
You lend all these helping hands but then no one wanna help
When its your turn it makes your eyes burn make your heart hate
Thank God I found love but I know heartbreak
Aye man yea I know how you felt
You lend all these helping hands but then no one wanna help
When its your turn it makes your Eyes burn make your heart hate
Thank God I found love but I know heartbreak

I don't f*ck with gold diggers
Baebae split the date
If she ain't meant to be w me God might of made a mistake
She a fine lil freaker no doubt she a keeper
Bottle body figure my lil senorita
I want and her I need her
I f*ck her and I feed her
Now I'm chilling with my feet up
Hurt her pop ya like mosquito
I just got some new ice from Italy no Rita
Im a writer not reader
Put it down yea I could teach ya
Ah It's gone be hard to do like me
Im a master with this shit imma rap Bruce lee
I wrote this in my note pad I dont write on loose leaf
Y'all don't like to listen long so imma make this brief
I dont like to make no promises that I can't keep
You know I like to rock out but now I'm finna get deep
I always been a young leader y'all like to follow like sheep
I've met million dollar people yea and talk is still cheap
Imma let you talk ya self up I won't say a peep
They forget that I've done what they tryna do at eighteen
I got signed went on tour it ain't all that It seems
I had it all in my hands but I ain't have the right team
Yea