6ix9ine - TattleTales Album Lyrics

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LOCKED UP, PT. 2

All this time that I spent up in here
Got me thinkin' 'bout the things that I did
Got me thinkin' like, "Why the f*ck I did that?"
Got me wishin' that I could take it all back
Fighting with these demons, barely even eatin'
Barely even sleepin', this shit got me tweakin'
Fighting with my lawyers for a better offer
Just wanna see my daughter, 'cause

I'm locked up, they won't let me out
They won't let me out
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
No, they won't let me out
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
Never thought I'd be caught up in these streets, yeah
Locked up, they won't let me out
No, they won't let me out

Havin' dreams about livin' my life
I've been havin' dreams about bein' outside
I've been, little baby girl, please don't cry, no
Please don't, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no (no)
Mama said, "Hold my hand, no crying, no"
Know these niggas wanna take my life, I know
Little baby boy, please don't die, no
And I might, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no (no)
Tell me why, tell me how I really love these niggas
Tell me why, tell me why would I trust these niggas
Hearin' voices in my head, sayin', "F*ck these niggas"
My niggas, my niggas, these ain't my niggas
They gon' say what they gon' say, nigga, yeah, I know
They can say what they want, they don't know what I know
Ain't nothin' you can tell me 'bout this life I chose
I was facin' 47 life

I'm locked up, they won't let me out
They won't let me out
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
No, they won't let me out
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
Never thought I'd be caught up in these streets, yeah
Locked up, they won't let me out
No, they won't let me out

I'm still tryna find that motive
Of why I did what I did
I didn't wanna feel that struggle
Just wanted to hurry up and get rich
And while that money piled up
Jealous niggas askin' questions, "Why not us," yeah
And when you get caught up
Nobody wants to seem to be your rider, yeah
Everybody wanna talk the street code
But only followin', convenient for them
They quick to tell you that they'd ride for you, die for you
But quick to bite the hand that feeds them

I know I can't keep lovin' you
I know I can't keep trustin' you
I put my life in front of you
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
This shit gets complicated, ah (complicated)
My blood, thought you was ride or die
I was just tryna change your life (tryna change your life)
But you had something else in mind (something else in mind)

Yeah
Something else in mind, yeah
I'm locked up

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TUTU

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two

You can't pop like this (uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (uh, uh)
Had to tell 'em, "Back-back," tell 'em get off my dick (uh, uh)
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (uh, uh)
Bet you can't do it like this, no you can't do it like this

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I'm paid too
Don't talk to me, I'll talk to you
If it's f*ck me, then it's f*ck you
Yeah, it's middle finger, f*ck you

Everybody know I got bands on the way
Yes, I make, yes, I make bands every day
Everybody been know that I'm getting paid
That I'm gettin', that I'm gettin', that I'm gettin' paid

'Cause you can't pop like this (uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (uh, uh)
Had to tell 'em, "Back-back," tell 'em get off my dick (uh, uh)
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (uh, uh)
Bet you can't do it like this, no you can't do it like this

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I'm paid too
Don't talk to me, I'll talk to you
If it's f*ck me, then it's f*ck you
Yeah, it's middle finger, f*ck you

Money coming in, money going out
Rappers going in, rappers going out
Funny how they try to take my style
Funny how they try to break me down
Y'all niggas better watch y'all mouth
Y'all starting to sound like clowns
All these rappers wanna talk that clout
I don't know what that's about
They wanna rap like this, they wanna talk like this
They wanna walk like this, they wanna look like this
They wanna be like this, they wanna bop like this
They wanna chart like this, nigga, suck my dick
Can't do this 'cause you ain't me
It drives you niggas crazy
It keeps you up at night

'Cause you can't pop like this (uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (uh, uh)
Had to tell 'em, "Back-back," tell 'em get off my dick (uh, uh)
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (uh, uh)
Bet you can't do it like this, no you can't do it like this

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I'm paid too
Don't talk to me, I'll talk to you
If it's f*ck me, then it's f*ck you
Yeah, it's middle finger, f*ck you

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WAIT

Wait, wait, wait, I got them 'Gielas again
They in they feelings again
Wait, wait, wait, cry baby, they crying again
'Cause they can't do what I can
Wait, wait, wait, and I'm still fresh out the can
Shout out my lawyer, Lance
Wait, wait, wait, bust down Cartier
I know you seein' the man
Wait, wait, wait, I just did it again
Watch me hit my dance
Ay, ay, ay, I just got in that Benz
Run up a couple of M's
Ay, ay, ay, poppin', I'm poppin' some bands
Watch me hit my dance
Ay, ay, ay, I'ma still pop my shit
Got a few likes on the 'Gram, ay, ay, ay

I'm in the stars again, wait, wait
I'm up on Mars again, wait, wait
She wan' f*ck a star again, wait, wait
I won't take a loss again, wait, wait
I'm in the Benz again, we hirin' her friends and them
And she a lil' baddie, I wanna date
She want the addy, I'll be your way
Ridin' with the same old niggas
got me on the block with the same old bitches
New, new hoes, yeah, I can't do better
I be on the block with my check, got bigger
I be on the block with my chain, got bigger
Shot a KK when it came out, nigga
He let this pour, ra-ta-ta-ta
He can make 'em dance bachata-ta
I got the AP, 22, she want a baby, no, no
I split the engine, Lambo, I do the dash and skrrt off
I got a dance, I ride boom, beat on my chest like King Kong
She licky, licky (ohh-oh)

Wait, wait, wait, I got them 'Gielas again
They in they feelings again
Wait, wait, wait, cry baby, they crying again
'Cause they can't do what I can
Wait, wait, wait, and I'm still fresh out the can
Shout out my lawyer, Lance
Wait, wait, wait, bust down Cartier
I know you seein' the man
Wait, wait, wait, I just did it again
Watch me hit my dance
Ay, ay, ay, I just got in that Benz
Run up a couple of M's
Ay, ay, ay, poppin', I'm poppin' some bands
Watch me hit my dance
Ay, ay, ay, I'ma still pop my shit
Got a few likes on the 'Gram, ay, ay, ay

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CHARLIE

Ray Charles, I ain't never seen a bitch I need
F*ck that, I don't need no skis
It's too many rich niggas f*ckin' bitches for free
If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee
I don't want no pussy, bitch, gimme some money
I don't need no lovin'
Go on throw that pussy on the block
Make a nigga a hunnid
Make that pussy pop like it's a shove it, gangsta

Fendi kicks all yellow, fit so rude
Never wife a thot 'cept you (nope)
Bad decisions every single time I choose (my name is Smilez)
My name is Smilez 'cause I laugh at you
Ex-bitch unless you goin' back to dancin' (dumb ho)
She on some OnlyFans shit (yeah)
New girls'll model like vogue high fashion (damn right)
Nip slip like Janet Jackson
Yeah, she think she got me trickin', but she dead wrong
But she f*ck like a machine, call her Megatron
When she ask for the bread (Danny Phantom), goin' ghost
Only f*ck a bitch if a mask on

Ray Charles, I ain't never seen a bitch I need
F*ck that, I don't need no skis
It's too many rich niggas f*ckin' bitches for free
If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee
I don't want no pussy, bitch, gimme some money
I don't need no lovin'
Go on throw that pussy on the block
Make a nigga a hunnid
Make that pussy pop like it's a shove it, gansta (brr)

Bird bitch
Always on Twitter sayin' some absurd shit (aw)
Before this song, you said I was worthless
Now you on my dick game, that's some bird shit (prr)
Bitch I'm up, got the new Lamb, it's a truck (skrrt)
New bust down, this shit bust
I don't gotta say much, yeah

Ray Charles, I ain't never seen a bitch I need
F*ck that, I don't need no skis
It's too many rich niggas f*ckin' bitches for free
If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee
I don't want no pussy, bitch, gimme some money
I don't need no lovin'
Go on throw that pussy on the block
Make a nigga a hunnid
Make that pussy pop like it's a shove it, gangsta

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TROLLZ

(Feat. Nicki Minaj)

(Sad Pony)

[CanonF8]
Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets
The 'Cat one hundred, you need that? I got it
Need it, got it, cash, pockets
Bands on me, sticks on me
You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets
The 'Cat one hundred, you need that?

[6ix9ine]
Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me
I don't worry 'bout you niggas, please stop talking 'bout me
Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty
6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina
Riding in a two-seater with two ninas
Baby got that Aquafina, it's cocaina
Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-a
Forgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends f*ck
Told her she could get Chanel if she let my friends f*ck
Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts
Wait, hold up, nah, I still don't give a f*ck
Vroom, vroom, G5, vroom, vroom, we high
You the type of nigga that I never wanna be like
You a type of bitch that will never get a reply
Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom

Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Nicki Minaj]
Dollar, dollar bill, come get her
Even your man know Nickis do it better
I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
Always on my page, never double-tap like me
Baddies to my left and my right
Never chase a corny nigga, put that on my life
Just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste
We sippin' on that Ace, itty-bitty waist, pretty face
Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster (Ooh)
He a slave to this pussy, call me master
Real wet, I said, "Slurp it like it's pasta"
They get nervous when it's Nicki on the roster (Rrr)
Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic
My flow's still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic
I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks
They study Nicki style, now all of them wan' mimic
Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches in your camp
Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp
Me, I'm still money, wrists light up like a lamp
They gon' have to send they best fighter for the champ
Racks, I got 'em, Mary, I'm poppin'
They keep hatin', but still watchin'
Check the boards, I'm still toppin'
Bustdown or plain jane, I got options
It's a bunch of mini-mes, I'm the one they mockin'
Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'
When I come out, all the sneak bitches start plottin' (Plottin')
When I come out, it's a sweep, bitches start moppin'

[6ix9ine]
Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[CanonF8 & Nicki Minaj]
Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
If he like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast
He singin' my old song, yellin', "Ass, ass, ass"
They be speedin', tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash
Still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash

[Nicki Minaj]
That real ass ain't keep your nigga home

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NINI

Ah, Leftside again
Limitless, yes
It's Kybba
Gyal dem come again, gyal, yay

Tek yuh time, tek yuh time, tek yuh time now (yeah)
Gyal, me wan know, mek yuh haffi whine suh (yeah)
Lookin' like an angel ah mussi God find you
Me well wan get beside you, beside you
Sexy lady, dame, dame
Come here, mami, dame, dame (watch 'ya now)
Shake it for me, dame, dame (yeah)
Move ya body, dame, dame

Hey, mami (mami)
Love how you ah whine and ah back it up for me (for me)
Me ah nuh coward so me nah run from it (no)
Me ah beg you please, beg you please don't stop it
Me ready fi pick it up whenever you drop it (drop it)
Me neva see a girl like you, goddamnit
Look like seh you come from another planet
Yeah, fi get a girl like you, me neva plan it (no)
Forget dem other girl, send di picture, me ah crop it

Beat it like a drum, brat-brum-brum-brum
Do it with your hand, no ton-ton-tongue-tongue
Hit it raw dog, no condom-dom-dom
Make her pop a Plan B, I ain't dumb-dumb-dumb
Rocket in mi pocket like Kim Jong Un
Leave 'em in a coma like Kim Jong Un
Body operation like Kardashian
Damn I'm in your game, now 6ix9ine run
I was in the trenches with the fiends and the killas
I was in the slum movin' cool with my ninas
Shout out to my amigo, let the plug with the kilos
Now my diamond drippin' like that water Aquafina, oh
I like her body, like the way she move
She on my body, like the way I move
Fat punani, yeah, she got that woo
Tell me what's the vibe, baby, what you wanna do? (Dame)

Hey, mami (mami)
Love how you ah whine and ah back it up for me (for me)
Me ah nuh coward so me nah run from it (no)
Me ah beg you please, beg you please don't stop it
Me ready fi pick it up whenever you drop it (drop it)
Me neva see a girl like you, goddamnit
Look like seh you come from another planet
Yeah, fi get a girl like you, me neva plan it (no)
Forget dem other girl, send di picture, me ah crop it (dame)

Hey, mami (mami)
Love how you ah whine and ah back it up for me (for me)
Me ah nuh coward so me nah run from it (no)
Me ah beg you please, beg you please don't stop it
Me ready fi pick it up whenever you drop it (drop it)
Me neva see a girl like you, goddamnit
Look like seh you come from another planet
Yeah, fi get a girl like you, me neva plan it (no)
Forget dem other girl, send di picture, me ah-

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PUNANI

Nasty, nasty, nasty
Nasty, nasty, nasty, yeah

Shake it, fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami

Jiggy lil' bitch, jiggle on the dick
Watery, she puckerin' and shit, guzzle, guzzle it
Eat it, she a doggie ass bitch, muzzle up her shit
She just want the ecstasy and shit
Drippy, drippy in this bitch
Yeah, that bitch'll pop it if I tip her
Bend her up, dick her
Pockets on Monopoly, big big spender
Big big tipper, big big tricker
Big big pockets on my big big dick-a

Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami

Make it nasty, nasty, nasty
Make it nasty, nasty, nasty
Make it nasty, nasty, nasty
Make it nasty, nasty, nasty

I know a hundred lil' niggas, hundred lil' niggas
That'll really hunt a lil' nigga, hurt a lil' nigga
You's a lil' dummy lil nigga, dirty lil' nigga
You's a lil' bummy lil' nigga, ugly ass nigga
Niggas act dumb, wanna act dumb dumb
Tell 'em don't act dumb 'cause I'm dumber
How many shots could a nigga duck duck?
Tell 'em duck down 'fore he get boomed

Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami

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YAYA

Ransom got that sauce in it

Se pinta los labios, hoy no tiene horario
Quiere que la busque en la Lambo
Esta noche coronamo'
Dale, para terminar lo que empezamo'
Oh oh, baila morena, baila morena
Oh oh, baila morena, baila morena
Oh oh, baila morena, baila morena
Oh oh, oh oh

Una nena así me hacía falta
Que metiera mi mano por su falda
Se ve que no es santa
Es como yo, que le gusta la maldad
Dale, baby, no sea' mala
No pares de moverte que eso me encanta
Bebecita dame una, una probaíta'
Tú eres una mamacita
Cuando chingamos, baby, tú nunca te quita'
Mueve to' ese booty, tan chulita como Anitta
Tú 'tá' dura

Quiero maninanini, yaya
Dame tequila, no quiero vaina
Baila, le subo la mini, yaya
Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua
Quiero maninanini, yaya
Tráeme tequila, no quiero vaina
Baila, le subo la mini, yaya
Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua

Ponte freaky, freakytona
Tú eres una chapi chapeadora
Ella es bellaquísima, pero no se enamora
Mami, y chingando hay que da'te un diploma
Ninguna se te iguala
Ella me dice vente papi, y me la saca (saca)
Y me baila flow Shakira, waka waka (waka)
Ella tiene culo bello pero es flaca
La baby flaca

Quiero maninanini, yaya
Dame tequila, no quiero vaina
Baila, le subo la mini, yaya
Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua

La baby está borracha
Rakatá, rakatá, rakatá, rakatá
Rakatá, rakatá, rakatá, rakatá
Mami, ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
Ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
Ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
Ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
Ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta

Quiero maninanini, yaya
Dame tequila, no quiero vaina
Baila, le subo la mini, yaya
Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua

Luian
Mambo Kingz
Jowny
BF (fire, fire, fire, fire)

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LEAH

Akon
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Ooh-oh

Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in your cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in my cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home

Baby, you look better with your clothes off
Baby, you look better with your clothes off
Niggas keep telling you to pull up
Vibrate on and turn your phone off
Vibrate on and turn your phone off
Believe you look better with your clothes off
You look better with your clothes off, ooh-oh

She wanna take ecstasy pills
She wanna take ecstasy pills
She wanna have sex with me, for real
She wanna have sex with me, for real
I know you gotta work tonight, uh
I promise, baby, I'll be worth your time
Fingers crossed that I am your type
What am I saying, bitch? My bread is right
I could treat you right, I could change your life
I could put you in the Wraith with the stars inside
Let's take a shot tonight, I could change your life
Baby, you the type of girl that my mom would like, oh yeah

Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in your cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in my cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home

Ooh-oh, ooh-oh
Ooh-oh, ooh-oh

She wanna make a movie-ie
Wanna end up on the TV screen
Mixin' Henny with the ecstasy
Don't wanna end up on TMZ

Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in your cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in my cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home

Baby, you look better with your clothes off
Baby, you look better with your clothes off
Niggas keep telling you to pull up
Vibrate on and turn your phone off
Vibrate on and turn your phone off
Believe you look better with your clothes off
You look better with your clothes off, ooh-oh

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GATA

(Beat Menace)

They keep telling me to keep the bitch, but I'ma leave the bitch
Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I can't see the bitch
Shawty said she ain't hungry, but she always eatin' shit
I be coolin', tryna chill, but she always eatin' shit

Kick her out, I don't need a ho, I'ma leave the ho
I won't save her, I won't breed a ho, I don't need a ho
I just f*ck her and mislead the ho, I mistreat the ho
She been all up on my 'Gram, but I don't see her though

Oh my God (oh, man)
She can't pay her rent, on the 'Gram she a fraud (on God)
Damn, bought new titties, no car (skrrt)
How the f*ck you gon' get to your job?
I know this lil' eater, Banquita (woo)
I tried to buy her Gucci but she really love Adidas
She said her pussy pink, but she from Brownsville
I was rollin' off the pills, so I still f*ckin' kill
Oh damn, let me guess, you need an Uber?
Are you dumb? Are you really f*ckin' stupid?
The J-Train is right over there
2.50, bitch, pay the f*ckin' fare

I'm conceited, ho, I just semen throws, yeah
I don't feed these hoes, I just leave 'em ghost, yeah
The whole team can smoke, I don't need to know, yeah
Told her keep it low but she wanna boast, yeah

They keep telling me to keep the bitch, but I'ma leave the bitch
Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I can't see the bitch
Shawty said she ain't hungry, but she always eatin' shit
I be coolin', tryna chill, but she always eatin' shit

Kick her out, I don't need a ho, I'ma leave the ho
I won't save her, I won't breed a ho, I don't need a ho
I just f*ck her and mislead the ho, I mistreat the ho
She been all up on my 'Gram, but I don't see her though

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GTL

Hello, this is a prepaid collect call from Daniel
To accept the call, press 0

Havin' dreams about livin' my life
I've been havin' dreams about bein' outside
I've been, hello baby girl, please don't cry, no
Please don't, no, no no, no, no, no (no)
Mama said, "Hold my hand, no crying, no"
Know these niggas wanna take my life, I know
Said lil baby boy, please don't die, no
And I might, no, no no, no, no, no (no)
Tell me why, tell me why should I trust these niggas
Tell me why, tell me how I really love these niggas
Hearin' voices in my head sayin' "F*ck these niggas"
My niggas, my niggas, these ain't my niggas
They gon' say what they gon' say, nigga, yeah, I know
They can say what they want, they don't know what I know
Ain't nothin' you can tell me 'bout this life I chose
I was facin' 47, you was sitting at home

I know I can't keep loving you
I know I can't keep trusting you
I put my life to further you
Tell me what I'm supposed to do?
This shit get complicated, I-
My blood, thought you was ride or die
I was just tryna change your life
But you I had something else in mind

Streets f*cked up
No charge for that bag nigga, switch up, tryna kill ya
That shit give a nigga goosebumps, paranoia
Keep my head above water, for my daughter
Gotta stay ten toes, nigga, I'ma soldier
Got my back against the wall, I'll never fold up
Wait, wait, wait, wait, nigga, hold up
Still the King of New York, yeah, I know, I told ya

(You have one minute remaining)
Told ya

I know I can't keep loving you
I know I can't keep trusting you
I put my life to further you
Tell me what I'm supposed to do?
This shit get complicated, I-
My dawg thought that you was ride or die
I was just tryna change your life
But you I had something else in mind

Thank you for using GTL

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AVA

(Oh my God, Ronny)

Got my mind on my money, can't lose, I only win
Tell a nigga, like Fefe, I don't really want no friends
And if I don't move right, I could lose my life, I swear
So I gotta with it, gotta keep it on me, it's right here
Gotta keep it on my body, you know I can't ride with no chop
Gotta watch who I link with, I can't give everybody the drop
And if a nigga run up on me you know somebody gon' drop
Ain't no love in the street, gotta keep it with me, niggas know how I rock

Don't trust nobody, no, no
Show no love to nobody, no, no
Nigga wanna take what's mine, no, no
Niggas want my life, I can't go
Know I gotta stay with a black four-four
Wrist on glist and my neck on froze
Niggas wanna get that, no, no, no
That shit click-clack, it's gon' blow
Cadillac BP, moving like a VP
I ain't in DC, life ain't easy
Fool a nigga like me, gotta stay icy
Niggas so spicy 'cause they don't like me
But I know nigga like me gotta keep God close
Niggas still slide in the diablo
No stress, I'ma sleep with my eyes closed
Yeah, I know

Got my mind on my money, can't lose, I only win
Tell a nigga, like Fefe, I don't really want no friends
And if I don't move right, I could lose my life, I swear
So I gotta with it, gotta keep it on me, it's right here
Gotta keep it on my body, you know I can't ride with no chop
Gotta watch who I link with, I can't give everybody the drop
And if a nigga run up on me you know somebody gon' drop
Ain't no love in the street, gotta keep it with me, niggas know how I rock