[Verse 1: Leezy Soprano]
Let me put it in perspective, they tell me niggas talking
But my hearing is selective
Lane switch, main bitch appearing in my section
Your album never touched? What you're fearing is rejection
I guess when you're in competition with a boss
You're left in the dust, what you're smelling is exhaust
Self paid wasn't afraid to take a loss
It just gave birth to my ambition I'm taking off
And I show you how to do this son
Name ring bells so the students come
Two feet planted in the newest ones
And the "Y" means young for the clueless ones
It's like niggas wanna claim my turf
I'm still your father, though I missed your birth
My shit go harder I take your CD's
Seeing who can throw farther, let your bitch go first
It's the killer and you ain't on shit
Putting bitches on a plane just to feed them long dick
I never heard your name, never seen a song spit
Be them niggas wanting fame we don't get along with
It's the life boy
[Hook: Leezy Soprano]
There when the champagne pouring (that Möet)
But gone when the check gone, that ain't love
Smiling all up in my face
Talking 'bout me till the next one, that ain't love
That ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
That ain't love, that ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love Talking about me till the next one, that ain't love
That ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
That ain't love, that ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
Talking about me till the next one, that ain't love
That ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
That ain't love, that ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
Let me put it in perspective, they tell me niggas talking
But my hearing is selective
Lane switch, main bitch appearing in my section
Your album never touched? What you're fearing is rejection
I guess when you're in competition with a boss
You're left in the dust, what you're smelling is exhaust
Self paid wasn't afraid to take a loss
It just gave birth to my ambition I'm taking off
And I show you how to do this son
Name ring bells so the students come
Two feet planted in the newest ones
And the "Y" means young for the clueless ones
It's like niggas wanna claim my turf
I'm still your father, though I missed your birth
My shit go harder I take your CD's
Seeing who can throw farther, let your bitch go first
It's the killer and you ain't on shit
Putting bitches on a plane just to feed them long dick
I never heard your name, never seen a song spit
Be them niggas wanting fame we don't get along with
It's the life boy
[Hook: Leezy Soprano]
There when the champagne pouring (that Möet)
But gone when the check gone, that ain't love
Smiling all up in my face
Talking 'bout me till the next one, that ain't love
That ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
That ain't love, that ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love Talking about me till the next one, that ain't love
That ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
That ain't love, that ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
Talking about me till the next one, that ain't love
That ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
That ain't love, that ain't love, that ain't motherfucking love
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