Baby just know I wanna stay by ur side
My pretty girl u stay on my mind
Everything I say is not f*cking lies
Wanna stay with you cuz you my lil dime
Locked in girl we some ride or dies
Look at you baby wit those pretty blue eyes
So bad so fine yeah she know she the one
Would you hold it down if im ever on the run
If the cops pulls up over is she finna hold ma gun
You better keep it real wimme lmk from the jump
I use to play bitches but I think I feel in love
Smoke up kick bacc make luv rollin bud
Sitting down we looking up at the sky
Now waiting for the sun just to rise
Close your eyes girl I got a lil surprise
Rubbing on my hair while laying in yo thighs
F*ck allem lames I'm the one to do you right
I got so much pain so im spittin on the mic
F*ck allem lames no I ain't playin no games
I wanna see you now im trynna see you everyday
I've been on ma own been walkin thru the rain
Den you came and everything in ma life seen a change
It happen so fast that I can't even explain
I was coping with the meds taking pills to the brain
I've seen so much shit my life don't feel the same
I've cried every night no I been able to change
Wtf am I supposed to do my momma crying for my mistakes
Uh my momma crying for my mistakes
I've been sippin lean I've been really sippin brown
I just need a bitch that can really hold me down
Selling all these bricks just too get out the pound
Ima gettin all these bands js to make my momma proud
Chasing all this money is only the f*ckin route
Cut so many ppl off cuz they want the clout
Ballin on myself ion need no crowd
Ballin on myself ion need no crowd
Ima young Mexican n im hella f*ckin proud
Ballin by myself I can do it all alone
I needa down bitch cuz Ian fwing w no hoe
I needa real rida not a 304
These lames hella pussy dey gunna tag me ona post
Ion fw sneak dissin catch a op I do da most
Gotta blower on ma lap im finna turn em to a ghost
Quick to put the flash on em if he dissin ona low
He a bum and lame and a square and a joke
I f*cked his bitch twice had ma dick in her throat
Gotta keep da grind up next month I gotta show nigga
Yee next month I gotta show
Wit ma brotha osix we comin up
We best youngins str8 from the f*cking dub
Ma nigga performing you already know what sup
We ain't even 21 got the club turning up
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Baby just know I wanna stay by ur side
My pretty girl u stay on my mind
Everything I say is not f*cking lies
Wanna stay with you cuz you my lil dime
Locked in girl we some ride or dies
Look at you baby wit those pretty blue eyes
So bad so fine yeah she know she the one
Would you hold it down if im ever on the run
If the cops pulls up over is she finna hold ma gun
You better keep it real wimme lmk from the jump
I use to play bitches but I think I feel in love
Smoke up kick bacc make luv rollin bud
Sitting down we looking up at the sky
Now waiting for the sun just to rise
Close your eyes girl I got a lil surprise
Rubbing on my hair while laying in yo thighs
F*ck allem lames I'm the one to do you right
I got so much pain so im spittin on the mic
F*ck allem lames no I ain't playin no games
I wanna see you now im trynna see you everyday
I've been on ma own been walkin thru the rain
Den you came and everything in ma life seen a change
It happen so fast that I can't even explain
I was coping with the meds taking pills to the brain
I've seen so much shit my life don't feel the same
I've cried every night no I been able to change
Wtf am I supposed to do my momma crying for my mistakes
Uh my momma crying for my mistakes
I've been sippin lean I've been really sippin brown
I just need a bitch that can really hold me down
Selling all these bricks just too get out the pound
Ima gettin all these bands js to make my momma proud
Chasing all this money is only the f*ckin route
Cut so many ppl off cuz they want the clout
Ballin on myself ion need no crowd
Ballin on myself ion need no crowd
Ima young Mexican n im hella f*ckin proud
Ballin by myself I can do it all alone
I needa down bitch cuz Ian fwing w no hoe
I needa real rida not a 304
These lames hella pussy dey gunna tag me ona post
Ion fw sneak dissin catch a op I do da most
Gotta blower on ma lap im finna turn em to a ghost
Quick to put the flash on em if he dissin ona low
He a bum and lame and a square and a joke
I f*cked his bitch twice had ma dick in her throat
Gotta keep da grind up next month I gotta show nigga
Yee next month I gotta show
Wit ma brotha osix we comin up
We best youngins str8 from the f*cking dub
Ma nigga performing you already know what sup
We ain't even 21 got the club turning up
My pretty girl u stay on my mind
Everything I say is not f*cking lies
Wanna stay with you cuz you my lil dime
Locked in girl we some ride or dies
Look at you baby wit those pretty blue eyes
So bad so fine yeah she know she the one
Would you hold it down if im ever on the run
If the cops pulls up over is she finna hold ma gun
You better keep it real wimme lmk from the jump
I use to play bitches but I think I feel in love
Smoke up kick bacc make luv rollin bud
Sitting down we looking up at the sky
Now waiting for the sun just to rise
Close your eyes girl I got a lil surprise
Rubbing on my hair while laying in yo thighs
F*ck allem lames I'm the one to do you right
I got so much pain so im spittin on the mic
F*ck allem lames no I ain't playin no games
I wanna see you now im trynna see you everyday
I've been on ma own been walkin thru the rain
Den you came and everything in ma life seen a change
It happen so fast that I can't even explain
I was coping with the meds taking pills to the brain
I've seen so much shit my life don't feel the same
I've cried every night no I been able to change
Wtf am I supposed to do my momma crying for my mistakes
Uh my momma crying for my mistakes
I've been sippin lean I've been really sippin brown
I just need a bitch that can really hold me down
Selling all these bricks just too get out the pound
Ima gettin all these bands js to make my momma proud
Chasing all this money is only the f*ckin route
Cut so many ppl off cuz they want the clout
Ballin on myself ion need no crowd
Ballin on myself ion need no crowd
Ima young Mexican n im hella f*ckin proud
Ballin by myself I can do it all alone
I needa down bitch cuz Ian fwing w no hoe
I needa real rida not a 304
These lames hella pussy dey gunna tag me ona post
Ion fw sneak dissin catch a op I do da most
Gotta blower on ma lap im finna turn em to a ghost
Quick to put the flash on em if he dissin ona low
He a bum and lame and a square and a joke
I f*cked his bitch twice had ma dick in her throat
Gotta keep da grind up next month I gotta show nigga
Yee next month I gotta show
Wit ma brotha osix we comin up
We best youngins str8 from the f*cking dub
Ma nigga performing you already know what sup
We ain't even 21 got the club turning up
Writer: Brandon Jimenez, Thomas o$ix
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid