Liam Ace - Carmine Lyrics

Real niggas so hard to find
My bros died
Like Carmine
Shawty I'm
One of a kind
She can't ever
Ever ever escape my mind
She a dime she not a nine
Like to grind
All up on my Number Nines
You the only one
That could stay the night
Type of shawty I'll
Wine and f*cking dine
Morning sex
That's rise and grind
Give her the pipe
She's so wet
Need some baby wipes
Most these girls just ain't my type
Sleep on you when you're down
Come for the ride
At your height
Give me strength what I pray at night
Know I'm shining but I'm not your knight
Y'all some clones y'all just alike
Got two hoes they ride it like a trike
Making hits on my mic like I'm Mike (Uh)
Yeah I got em tight
Heard you wanna fight
That ain't a lie
At they neck just like a tie
Niggas quick to draw i'm a win this ain't a tie
I'm a main
Could never be a side
My bro Cy ain't like these guys (Yeah)
That's my ride or die
Want a woman who gon try (Uh)
Made a grown man cry
My heart where you reside
To the fakes I won't reply
Know y'all got a lot of spite (Ooh, yeah)
And that is why (Ooh, yeah)
That is why (Ooh, yeah)
That is why
Real niggas hard to find
My bros died
Like Carmine
Shawty I'm
One of a kind
She can't ever escape my mind
She a dime not a nine
Like to grind on my Number Nines
To my side like a nine (Ooh)
I don't gotta bribe (Ooh)
Wanna be my bride
Stick together like a tribe
Thank the Lord that I'm alive (No)
No Suicide (Who)
Who down to ride (Just)
Just you and I (Uh)
Like the way I blow her mind
Don't fantasize (Ooh)
Shawty is so fine
But it's her who's mesmerized
You ain't bro
You ain't bro
You ain't bro that's a disguise (Ooh)
Type to tell you lies (Aye)
Try to terrorize
On your life
Stabbed me in the back ain't use a f*cking knife
Can't trust a soul
Never sell my soul
Love takes a toll
That's some shit you gotta
Shit you gotta know (Aye)
Hit me with a low blow
Come out stronger than I was before (Aye)
Might f*ck on your hoe (Aye)
Yeah I hit you with my fists (Ooh)
Hit you with the bow
I don't need a gun
You not my friend you just a foe (Aye)
I don't give a f*ck (Man Man)
Niggas know (Yeah Yeah)
Real niggas hard to find
My bros died
Like Carmine
Shawty I'm
One of a kind
She can't
Escape my mind
She a dime she not a nine
Like to grind on my number nines