Lyrics Coo 4evr - 16raheem

They don't love me they just loving what I do for em
I can't find nobody match me cuz Imm too loyal
Ima king just wanna queen but I'm too royal
I built this music from the dirt just like I grew soil go
If she don't fuck wimme no mo then I be cool forever
I can't come down to your level we both knew I'm better
Burning wimme leaving dazed smoking super pressure
Put that lil bitch in her feelings she was doing extra

Run the bag up something I'm tryna do together
I knew it was a cold world I knew the weather
I just went n caught a play off the uber driver
Getting deep off in these waters like a scuba diver
My homie call me said he tryna grab a pack from me
I'm in the studio right now focused on rap money
So I'm putting weed up on the scale while i'm making bars
Gotta make sure dat my shit locked they be taking cars
Slidin up to the slot talking WRs
I'm tryna pull up inna drop in a double R
You wanna use me but what the fuck you giving to me
Losing my mind all this fake shit is getting to me
They don't never see my frame they be ridiculing
They don't care bout how I'm doing cuz they doing cooler
Pull up wit a heater and I got a coolant
I'm bipolar ask em how the fuck he wanna do it
First I gotta couple racks then I was running to it
Spoil you for being wimme, really wanna do it
I still got questions ion know if she deserve it aye aye
I'm in the studio don't disturb me when I'm working aye aye
I write a scripture like a doc ain't talking Erving aye aye
You just wasting your time what you learn inna day to day
If you don't got no hustle in you you want me to stay away
I'm tryna go up like a flower you want me to stay decay
Sip the water while i'm smoking this shit is like gatorade
You ever went on a fast sacrificing for yo brain
Sacrificing my emotions I don't know how deal with pain
I done been thru way worse I don't know why you complain
High as hell when I be talking they don't even know what I'm saying
Based on how it went at first I might not ever love again
Different sources of the money keep them bitches coming in
Ain't even go invite you and you wanna come again
Uh I'm stuck wit my decision I don't live wit no regrets
Boa I feel bad for yo music you ain't listen to me yet
Ion ever think I made it til I'm hopping onna jet
Independent got no manager that's talking for me yet
I can't lie bitch you betrayed me like you shot me in the back
If i was negative you love me or you want me for the sack
Thank God for the za man I'm talking to the pack
I was dealin wit some stress now I'm walking on a track