[Intro]
Uh' It’s funny how shit change, bitches used to call me lame I never was
(Mars, Did It)
Aye
[Chorus]
Uh' It's funny how shit change, bitches used to call me lame I never was
Kick you out when we through fuckin’, you could really keep the love
Staying lit I'm staying dangerous staying high off every drug
Motion klan we see our opps and pour our liquor in the club
Nigga we 15 bottles in, im drunk as fuck this nun to us
I grew dreads inside my pants and clutch fn, cause I'm a thug
Could've ran but never had to cause i always had my gun
I told bro you gotta smoke em if he play don't go for nun
I went broke and got cold shouldered, thеy stepped over mе like' shit
I was loyal to these hoes until a nigga fucked my bitch
Really built this shit up, brick by brick we started hitting licks
Broke in cars when we was kids I'll take my charge for what I did
Lucky life and I got lit now I'm recording with my kin
I need something in my system i been sipping, i skipped school to hit the block before li’ marc was with me
We keep 2’ bitch I'll take your soul away cause my shit empty
[Verse]
I might pay that bitch to never tell nobody’ she be with me
Told my grandma I'm gon' stain a li' nigga before they take me from you
I don’t fucking play around, i let out rounds about my money
Would've laid out rounds for you, but now it's too late i don't want you
I take jiggas down with henny it been years since I been sober
I've been winning finally living but still wishing we was closer
I told tally not to rob yo new lil nigga you be posting
Broke ass nigga come ‘round and smoke and take back all the roaches
I had told myself i wouldn't let no one else come do me dirty
Play with me they dying for certain
Yavo told me I'm gon' blow for sure lil cuz your time comin'
Ken had taught me how to get some money, this rappin' shit ain't promised
I remember ‘I was broke as fuck the hoes was talkin' bout nun
Nowadays I'm thumbin' through this cheese the hoes they talking bout me
Type to sit down in pretty brown bitch in peanut butter seats
You drop all the songs you plead me, but lil boy you still can't fuck with me
I don't love her I'ma leave, i roll a blunt and grab my keys
All the spots the money wasn't in my confidence had filled it
I know niggas that went broke on bitches that they thought was with em
This new scat pack got a pink slip if they thought it was rented, lost it all but got it all back
Uh' It’s funny how shit change, bitches used to call me lame I never was
(Mars, Did It)
Aye
[Chorus]
Uh' It's funny how shit change, bitches used to call me lame I never was
Kick you out when we through fuckin’, you could really keep the love
Staying lit I'm staying dangerous staying high off every drug
Motion klan we see our opps and pour our liquor in the club
Nigga we 15 bottles in, im drunk as fuck this nun to us
I grew dreads inside my pants and clutch fn, cause I'm a thug
Could've ran but never had to cause i always had my gun
I told bro you gotta smoke em if he play don't go for nun
I went broke and got cold shouldered, thеy stepped over mе like' shit
I was loyal to these hoes until a nigga fucked my bitch
Really built this shit up, brick by brick we started hitting licks
Broke in cars when we was kids I'll take my charge for what I did
Lucky life and I got lit now I'm recording with my kin
I need something in my system i been sipping, i skipped school to hit the block before li’ marc was with me
We keep 2’ bitch I'll take your soul away cause my shit empty
[Verse]
I might pay that bitch to never tell nobody’ she be with me
Told my grandma I'm gon' stain a li' nigga before they take me from you
I don’t fucking play around, i let out rounds about my money
Would've laid out rounds for you, but now it's too late i don't want you
I take jiggas down with henny it been years since I been sober
I've been winning finally living but still wishing we was closer
I told tally not to rob yo new lil nigga you be posting
Broke ass nigga come ‘round and smoke and take back all the roaches
I had told myself i wouldn't let no one else come do me dirty
Play with me they dying for certain
Yavo told me I'm gon' blow for sure lil cuz your time comin'
Ken had taught me how to get some money, this rappin' shit ain't promised
I remember ‘I was broke as fuck the hoes was talkin' bout nun
Nowadays I'm thumbin' through this cheese the hoes they talking bout me
Type to sit down in pretty brown bitch in peanut butter seats
You drop all the songs you plead me, but lil boy you still can't fuck with me
I don't love her I'ma leave, i roll a blunt and grab my keys
All the spots the money wasn't in my confidence had filled it
I know niggas that went broke on bitches that they thought was with em
This new scat pack got a pink slip if they thought it was rented, lost it all but got it all back
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