paroles de chanson Ain't Fair (feat. Nef the Pharaoh & Repossession Rin) - Con B

In the lab cooking up this heat like its Bennis
I promise imma eat with all the ones who starving with me
And I'm in the mob where the do murder like delivery
I just spent two thousand on some shoes is you shittin me
All my niggas go in huh somebody tally up all these wins yea
Where you think you going bitch I been there
The way I'm balling on these niggas swear it ain't fair

I'm the nigga with the bag got a pocket full of money
Bitch I came out bumy but this bag still on me
Got the drip one color like that flag still on me
With the same niggas hustling when my shoes was dirty
Same niggas got my back so imma have to split this perky
Quit acting like we losing if yo team ain't on
You the only one eating you ain't the one them niggas lean on
Ah bag for these shoes when I step bitch I blood walk
Still got a pound hit my phone and I plug talk
And we got no opps we don't worry bout bitches
These shoes cost too much for me to not come and kick it
This hoe talking bout what's on me wipe me down and come lick it

In the lab cooking up this heat like its Bennis
I promise imma eat with all the ones who starving with me
And I'm in the mob where the do murder like delivery
I just spent two thousand on some shoes is you shittin me
All my niggas go in huh somebody tally up all these wins yea
Where you think you going bitch I been there
The way I'm balling on these niggas swear it ain't fair

I just spent a thousand on this Glock boy don't shit me
Get the chop cook a nigga block like its Bennys
Yo nigga broke he still make you eat at Dennys
I just ran a ten ball up took a trip out to Philly
Sent my box next day landed in the morning
Stripped the fuck nigga made him stand up in the corner
Went to sleep high ass fuck woke up slammed it in the morning
Five backpacks in the whip I had to cram it in the morning
Hitting licks bipping whips with the scanner on
I like to fuck bad bitches with the camera on
I can't leave the house unless I got the hammer on
Designer on my feet couple thousand what I'm standing on

In the lab cooking up this heat like its Bennis
I promise imma eat with all the ones who starving with me
And I'm in the mob where the do murder like delivery
I just spent two thousand on some shoes is you shittin me
All my niggas go in huh somebody tally up all these wins yea
Where you think you going bitch I been there
The way I'm balling on these niggas swear it ain't fair