[Verse 1: Big Cezze]
If a nigga say I'm for the streets, it's for the beef
I can't stand all them bitch nigga tendencies
Playing games on my phone, that don't mean shit to me
If you fuck with me, shouldn't care about my history
You can't even come back and think you kissing me
Leave when I want, come back, bitch, I'm a mystery
Been grinding on my own, tryna get a bag
Quit fucking all them bitches, tryna make me mad
Heard we like the same bitch, can't believe I said that
Should've put it on the floor, shit, where the bed at?
Said her name is Throat Baby, whеre the head at?
Ain't no spеaking when we done, push the head back
Same niggas bobbing they heads said I can't rap
But you think what you think, I can't change that
Say you know who I be with, shit, where the names at?
You sending shots, but you don't know where to aim at
Once you cross that line, then you history
And everything you say, ain't never gon mean shit to me
Speaking on [?], you don't even know me
Bitches better hold that [?] go back to the old me
A bitch can't hold me, had my own since eighteen
Ain't never been lazy, still can count on one hand
All the niggas ever played me, bitches lowkey hate me
Show love when they see me, I don't understand it
These bitches be competing, big woods, I'm chiefing
It was never in the [?]
A lotta shit I ain't seen back then, I see it
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