Lyrics Sincerely - Mbnel
I
have
some
niggas
who's
servin'
That
nigga
flex,
we
strippin'
him
shirtless
Shootin'
up
houses,
them
niggas
on
nerd
shit
Boy
we
ain't
shootin
unless
we
gon'
merc
shit
Remember
them
days
I
was
broke
on
the
8th
And
my
parents
was
saying
that
you
gon'
be
worthless
Now
im
on
a
the
plane
on
the
way
to
the
H
To
bust
down
the
chain
to
show
that
I'm
worth
it
Poppin'
them
pills
at
my
shows
Cause
when
I
perform
I
still
get
a
lil'
nervous
This
Glock,
let
her
dance
Every
time
I
fire,
this
bih
get
to
jerkin'
Remеmber
them
days
at
my
mamas
Using
Pro
Tools,
thank
God
that
I
learnеd
it
Remember
the
time
the
homie
got
shot
Me
and
Manny
was
slidin'
till
we
found
that
he
workin'
Addicted
to
gambling,
Before
we
shot
dice
we
was
playing
with
guns
tryna
shoot
up
a
person
Addicted
to
splurging,
I
got
me
some
money
and
realized
the
reason
I'm
hurtin'
Ain't
nobody
perfect
I
got
me
some
Problems,
but
it's
all
part
of
learning
This
pistol
be
jerking,
This
four-nickel
bussin',
it
got
my
wrist
hurtin'
Do
it
back,
then
I'm
splurgin'
Love
me
for
me,
kinda'
hard
to
be
perfect
This
pistol
be
workin',
rip
up
your
skin
bitch
I
feel
like
a
surgeon
Write
lenses
in
cursive,
black
hoodie,
bitch
I
feel
like
I'm
smirkish
Dear
mama
I
made
I'm
far
from
the
top,
gettin'
used
to
be
famous
Dear
mom
it's
crazy,
I
shared
her
my
dreams
they
was
calling
me
crazy
I
dreamed
of
a
Mercedes,
Now
I'm
in
a
Benz
and
I
got
me
a
baby
Dear
mama,
dear
mama,
aye
Dear
mama
I
made
I'm
far
from
the
top,
gettin'
used
to
be
famous
Dear
mom
it's
crazy,
I
shared
her
my
dreams
they
was
calling
me
crazy
I
dreamed
of
a
Mercedes,
Now
I'm
in
a
Benz
and
I
got
me
a
baby
Dear
mama,
dear
mama,
aye
Mama
this
shit
be
so
wicked
Swam
with
the
shark
but
I
came
from
he
fishes
Police
be
trippin',
when
we
see
lights,
we
hoppin'
them
fences
I
slid
for
my
dog,
We
double
the
digits
and
he
ain't
have
no
witness
Pumping
that
iron,
ain't
talkin'
no
fitness
Call
up,
we
slidin'
just
like
some
children
R-raised
in
the
[?],
my
niggas
is
quick
to
go
shoot
at
the
building
I'm
tryna
make
me
a
millon
Taking
these
drugs
cause
it
help
with
the
healing
Hoping
my
sound
make
'em
feel
it
Can't
make
her
wet,
then
I
promise
I'll
steal
hit
And
bitch
I'm
still
it,
nah
he
ain't
dead
but
bitch
we
still
hit
Feel
my
pain
now,
30
on
me
I
swore
we
could
bang
out
Affording
them
chains
now
Everywhere
I
step
out,
the
people
be
knowing
my
name
now
Walk
through
the
rain
now,
pistol
on
me,
I
walk
with
my
chains
out
That
cuz
should
play
it
out,
we
finna
win
so
stay
down
Keepin'
them
Ks
out,
Pull
up
on
niggas,
send
shots,
leave
his
face
down
They
knowing
my
name
now
Just
like
a
birthday,
I'm
getting
that
cake
now
I'm
raising
the
stakes
now,
writing
them
songs,
I'm
boutta
page
out
Aye,
aye,
I'm
boutta
page
out
Dear
mama
I
made
I'm
far
from
the
top,
gettin'
used
to
be
famous
Dear
mom
it's
crazy,
I
shared
her
my
dreams
they
was
calling
me
crazy
I
dreamed
of
a
Mercedes,
Now
I'm
in
a
Benz
and
I
got
me
a
baby
Dear
mama,
dear
mama,
aye
Dear
mama
I
made
I'm
far
from
the
top,
gettin'
used
to
be
famous
Dear
mom
it's
crazy,
I
shared
her
my
dreams
they
was
calling
me
crazy
I
dreamed
of
a
Mercedes,
Now
I'm
in
a
Benz
and
I
got
me
a
baby
Dear
mama,
dear
mama
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