paroles de chanson Amount to Nothing - John Gotti

Please don't tell me you love me I know you bluffing
I ain't back & forth wit you end of discussion
Niggas say they leaning sipping robitussen
All that shit they talking amount to nothing

I can fade away
Nothing else to say
When you at this level
People start to hate
Idec cuz I'm doing great
If I was down bad niggas still gon hate

It be fucked up when you down bad
Tryn get in a bag that you don't have
Everybody see it so you get sad
Stomach growling so that mean you cant laugh
Every part of me wan hit the streets
Seeing niggas in honda's wit aps
But I had me a vision since 18
Cut the bitch off she need celine
That's apart of my life that I ain't seen
Lor baby I ain't serving crack feins
I'm cool dude gotta lor name
I just stay in my lane & I ain't ashamed
I was raised by the realest & she the blame
Couple niggas I loved they some lames
Keep on hating on me cuz I stayed the same
I ain't riding no dick just to get a name

Niggas say they want beef then we cooking it up
Ima stand on my two I don't know how to run
See it's too many bitch niggas out here wit guns
How you say you a man & you don't know ya son
I ain't throwing no shots niggas keep playing dumb
Yeah I said what I said cuz enough is enough
Yeah you said you would change but I'm calling ya bluff
Throwing salt on my name but you still say wassup

Please don't tell me you love me I know you bluffing
I ain't back & forth wit you end of discussion
Niggas say they leaning sipping robitussen
All that shit they talking amount to nothing

I can fade away
Nothing else to say
When you at this level
People start to hate
Idec cuz I'm doing great
If I was down bad niggas still gon hate

I can see by the look in they eyes
Me make it this far they be suprised
I heard a nigga say I'm gon die
He just was mad my name on her thigh
Niggas emotional but they a lie
Take something from me they never would try
I'm speaking facts this ain't bout my pride
Figured I'm blessed no time for cryn

Bitch ass nigga I do what I wanna do
I got my own I ain't hanging up under you
Me being solid make em uncomfortable
Don't even hide the hate that shit in front of you
I never cared
Niggas be queer
Dickeat a nigga who never was there
Mind as well hop in his new underwear
Gave you a penny & told you share
Bitch

You try to do what I do but you can't
Come to my hood john gotti he stamped
Member them times hit the store wit the stamps
Ebt card got my ass hella snacks
If we got money we run out the back
Face on the store they ain't want come back
I had a choice but of course I ain't trap
Cuz that just sound like it was a trap