Songtexte Matter 2 - Lunchbox

This shit matter now
It ain't matter then
This shit matter now, ha
You wan' live like dis? Ha
You got pick a route
She wan' be my bitch
Put it in your mouth
All these fucking blicks
Don't sit on the couch, ha
Doing magic tricks
These the card i'm dealt, ha
I say you my bitch
Don't wan' here none else
Swear the way we live
They know nothing bout, ha

We still pour the tris up
We still pour the tris up
We still pour the tris up
I was showing big love
Now its suck a dick now
Too much guap can't miss out
Wock and Tuss no crystal
Its up
We got chops make 'em put his hands up
Talking hot we gone put his mans up
We so high you don't understand us
Don't know why they dont understand us
They tried to play and underhand us
They tried to play in front the cameras
I got a K a turn 'em phantom
That bitch acting like I need her
That bitch acting like I need her, yeah
Bitch I need that guap don't need none
I'm trine get so high don't see none, yeah
Niggas they all talk wont see them
They be in the house wont see them, bitch
When we spin the block call FEMA
We gone hit your block don't say none, bitch

This shit matter now
It ain't matter then
This shit matter now, ha
You wan' live like dis? Ha
You got pick a route
She wan' be my bitch
Put it in your mouth
All these fucking blicks
Don't sit on the couch
Doing magic tricks
These the card i'm dealt, ha
I say you my bitch
Don't wan' here none else, ha
Swear the way we live
They know nothing bout, ha