Songtexte familiar - Bareman

Bumping cory in my ride
I Pass a fed but she a lawyer and my side
Going down you bess believe that imma slide
I ain't tryna make a plan cos i got demon on my time

So confined, on her mind, stuck up
She got too much pride

I ain't tryna be no Clyde
She wasn't eating humble pie
Snap her like im on a tour

She show me sights
She the guide
Telling me that she uptight
Not the only thing that tight

She be faking it outside
Might have her make up in her mind
And besides when she denies
She always gotta clarify

Gets defensive when she try
Always staying occupied
Ion specify for mines
Hit the lights
Split them thighs
Take it easy on her spine
But she bussin like it's wide

Wildstyle laps tight
She gon put it in a race course
Ask about suspension
I said baby gotta stay sport
Talk about a Power struggle
Pluggin from the same source
Seen a lotta that
I swear there gotta be a name for it
Beat a lotta that
I might've done it in the same shorts
Yea I take the shot
Its like im ballin in the same court
Asked about that life
And I said imma bout to change yours

And I said imma bout to change yours
Pull Mercedes out a nigga never gonna stay yours
Talk a lot inside I told her imma rearrange yours
Walking out my moves and watch me walk out thru the same door

Now feelings be getting mixed
Never playin those lil tricks
But she ride it like its a fix

Found 3 sims up in my zip
She sick of all of my shit
I'm keeping it like it is
I told her to mind her biz
Weren't telling it's for the brick
Cos brody almost got hit
Getting followed to the crib

Shit he almost caught the slip
Woulda been a long ass trip
Would've sent another ship
I wouldn't teach her how to flip
I got fifties in her crib
And 20's in her wheel
Wass the deal
Know got it good
Had to keep it real
My mistakes
All the all the things I pay
Part of my appeal
Mind ideal
I ain't missing meals
Kitty on my plate
How i feel
On my flipping ways
She just cant relate
Free
But she heard a lotta that
And that there gotta be a name for it

Hates a lotta playas
That have done it with the same shorts

Had to take her shot
We wasn't talking bout the same sports

Asked about that night
And i said imma bout to make yours

I tell you She don't need the love
Never talking friendly say she always wanna
Fuck
She be on the same, I couldn't tell these girls apart
Yea cah They be Lost right from the start

Couldn't get the love and now she eating up em hearts
Had a couple G's but now she take me to the spot

Mount of times she done it me
Could've put it in a chart

Tryna Hold herself together
Imma make her fall apart
Yea we up inside the loft
I see her slowly lose the plot

Told 'em ion love too much
I guess I'm tryna play my part

Needed space a couple days
A nigga gave her couple months

Let her come down to reality
And tell me what she want.
Now she tryna wrap it up
Like she be rolling up a blunt
Ion flaunt you know i stunt
In my bag i got a bunch
Ion taunt you know i hunt
Never ghost im finna haunt
Know im busy in the back
You know the business was a front
Know i woke up to my paper
Please don't ask me bout the funds
Asked me please to take her serious
I took it nonchalant
Imma play my shit mysterious
Ain't tellin' everyone
Treat it like it was imperial
And now I gotta run

Told you She don't need the love
Never talking friendly say she always wanna
Fuck
She be on the same, can never tell these girls apart
Yea cos They be Lost right from the start

Told you She don't need the love
Told you She don't need the love
Never talking friendly say she always wanna
Fuck
Cos she was Lost right from the start