I felt it coming from yo soul when you said that
I know you gon' feel some type of way if I don't say it back
But if I say it and dont mean it, type of shit is that
If I say it in no meaning, shit natural
You still go f*ck, but you still go come back
You still go stay on point like a thumbtack
Make it jump, in yo throat, you still go jump back
Know I'm having game, but you still go want that
Field goal point that, yeah, baby, kick it with me
Begging for one flick, bitch, try and bick it with me
But on the other hand, bitch, acting different with me
How you comparing me if you see the difference in me
I'm the same motherf*cker, did the opposite of them
When they went out of town, I got it popping right here
Since everybody's shooters, I don't stop before the rim
They was still getting fronted, I just got it out her rear
Got it out the backside, bitch you on the Mac time
I knew I was good with the chicken from my last job
Nah, I ain't cheating on that bitch, I put my Mac down
You would think I taught Mike Jack how to backslide
Drop a bitch off on the moon, tell her walk
Where I'm from, watch how you move and how you talk
Wise man never argue with a fool when I was talk
Sipping juice, sounding like a fool when I talk
But this shit make sense, paper get made
You a pimp or a trick, did you pay your way
You in the game or the bench, did you play today
If you don't like real shit, it's okay to hate me
I felt the coming from your soul when you said that
Know you gon' feel some type of way if I don't say it back
But if I say it, it don't mean it, type of shit is that
If I say it, and don't mean it
I wouldn't be real, I wouldn't be me I wouldn't be player, I wouldn't be P
I wouldn't be real, I wouldn't be me I wouldn't be player, I wouldn't be P
I wouldn't be real, I wouldn't be me I wouldn't be player, I wouldn't be P
I wouldn't be real, I wouldn't be me I wouldn't be player, shit couldn't be P