Текст песни Note 2 Self - FSG Rell

I just seen ya mom shooting
Now it got her Harlem Shaking
Me and you we had a code
I don't why you would break it
I can feel my time coming
But these ns playing favorites
I dont doubt that I'm a make it
I just need a little patience
If you need some validation
Here's it for you we ain't dating
You ain't got hold back
Wanna say something then say it
Na you a bitch you a pussy yeah I hate it
But when I'm in that pussy it's a different conversation
Watching out for undies
Listening to dummies
I don't like the way I'm living but I do it for the money
When ya money start to change
Ns change and act funny
I can tell when you call
You only want something from me
I be trying to make moves but I be getting so unlucky
Ns wear Balenciagas
But they swagger still bummy
You was just my biggest fan
Now you hating ns nutty
I don't wanna be from around you
But I hate it when you touch me
The bitch that I wanted the most
Taught me not to keep em close
Since you still answer my calls
That's that shit that give me hope
I feel like I'm Ali
Ducking back against the ropes
And for me get on feet
I just need a lil dope
Ain't no way to heal this pain
Bitch you cut me at the throat
Wonder what way I would turn if I ain't had no way to cope
Might of fucked up a lot
But I would never sell hope
I was meant to be a shark
So I jumped off the boat
Funny how it all changed
When you made a couple posts
Ns never answer calls when you need them there the most
But when my ns needed me
You never heard of me to fold
And in a middle of a beef I let them ns hold my pole

MVP right out the gates
I grew up like Derrick Rose
Usually always on my chill
But in moments I be throwed
How a youngin helped his mom
That's the story never told
But they always wanna rat on the na selling O's
See no evil fear no evil
Shooting after shooting I feel like we at the Regal
When I'm reaching in my pocket
I be seeing dead people
Double 9's not a bird but they fly like a eagle
Serial number non existent so I know it's not legal
I just turned a new deal
I'm a thug it with people
Almost told you when you called but I'll tell you when I see you
All that hate turn to love then them ns try be you
All my dark nights I pray a lot for the come up
I was out there on the block where you got shot if you run up
I was out there with a zombie even rise when the sun up
I don't wanna be a story where I die for my come up
I just took my first vacation usually grind in the summer
Either make it or you miss it shit we all shot jumpers
I ain't doin no more features less it's court side numbers
Only beefing with the one but they all got duck em
Lately I been stuck with all this shit I never asked for
Ns sneak dissing is some shit I'll never act on
Ns hardbody but got picks like a draftboard
Thinking bout this rent money, I should really trap more
Hit my first lick then I hopped into a Rav 4
Thieving ain't my thing so after that I start to trap more
Tightened up my circle, now I get the bag more
I just want loyalty that's all I ever ask for