Lyrics Unconditional - GEE$

Why the people that I love give me love with conditions
I'm there for everybody, but I need that love I'm missin
Was born alone in this concrete jungle

Learned early that you can't have one street hustle
Niggas know I been givin' my everything to this shit
I been the underdog since I came into this shit
And I ain't trippin' on those who sleepin

But to those I'm reachin', they treat it like the Holy Ghost I'm preachin
Clean the whip on Saturday, and I boast that weekend
Lil niggas who bite my style hope you choke from teethin
I'm the GOAT, believe it, and dope enough to prove it

Can't put nothin' between it, anything less is foolish
My future shine so bright like I just left the jeweler
We might got the same whip, but guess who's newer
Guess who do everything they said they could've

I capitalize on the mistakes that I think you should've
Nigga, I had bags under my eyes last week
Nigga, from lack of sleep, I gots to eat
My competition obsolete, they ops to me

Niggas jealous, but in person, they give props to me
They not elite, wishin' they could stop a G
In my own lane, they wonder how I got my seat
I stay persistent, and I move at my own pace

A shot of Dusse' and some O.J., probably vibin' to old Jay
When she start snappin', I just laugh in that hoe face
One split second, then I'm back to my old ways
Your weight start to grow, then you start seein' more pay

Sorta like the intersection, workin' them four ways
She please me, but she tease me, talkin' bout some foreplay
You know I'm cold enough to rock a North Face on a warm day
I stick to the script while you do what them songs say

Headed to the top and plannin' for a long stay
Niggas say I'm the one with the fire, homie
I be havin' long days, got people relyin' on me
Bitches wanna be in my skin, so they just spyin' on me

I respond with the truth, if she start lyin' on me
Ain't even tryin', homie, man, I do it with ease
For you niggas who think you nice, just prove it to GEE$
I know niggas that'll pull it and squeeze

Bad boy shooters like Shyne, after the bid, move to Belize
Window slightly cracked, take a while, guess who it be
All about the dollar sign, like I move with a fee
Thirty-six zips, nigga, then you movin' a key

The waviest in the beach like I'm movin' the sea
Peep the pictures that I'm paintin' when they threw on the beat
Why your love turn to hate when you threw it to me
I wanna know