I just love I'm with you, yeah, this shit is on ten We used to be friends, girl, and even back You would at me with no hesitation and you'd tell me baby, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to and that What made me think the game, girl And how I switched it up with a new Young nigga through on his Wu-Tang And nowadays when I ask about who got it, they say yours Nobody else's, yeah, this belong to nobody, it's yours else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's yours It's yours, that's for
How you feel about, coming with a, nigga for the night? If you nervous, hit the lights, I know we only out of spite Cause man don't do you right, do you right, I could fuck you so good Then I hit you the 9 a.m. in Dallas who you like, baby, who you like
Machine gun raps for all my in the back Stadium packed, just glad to see the on the map I just gave the city life, it ain't who did it first about who did it right, niggas looking like "Preach" Open on me for a half a million each I peace knowing that it's harder in the streets I know, luckily I didn't to grow there I would only go there cause there's niggas I know there I don't know what's into me I just like the rush you see your enemy somewhere in the club And you realize he just not in a position to reciprocate energy You ain't ever worried he's not who he pretends to be People like who was a best friend to me Start to become a distant Things in that life and this life started lacking synergy And fucking me mentally, I think it's meant to be Paranoid, always rolling with my boys But you gotta understand when it's They don't really leave ass with a mothafuckin' choice, man
I just love I'm with you, yeah, this shit is on ten We used to be friends, girl, and back then You would at me with no hesitation and you'd tell me baby, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit to nobody, it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit to nobody and that What made me think about the game, And how I switched it up a new thang Young nigga through on his Wu-Tang And nowadays I ask about who got it, they say it's yours Nobody else's, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it's Nobody else's, yeah, this belong to nobody, it's yours It's yours, that's for