Baby It's not you It's me
Baby It's not you It's me
I fell in love with the streets
It gotta hold of me it took control of me
Im rushin to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' some much drank that Wocky is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way it's gon work if you hold me down to the end
I'm just a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
I can get U B or the G
Put a bitch in GG or CC
I can get you plugged on the lean
Or do you need some grade A weed
You can Get it all from me
I'ma let you know this shit ain't free
These heads keep callin' me
Money Train 100 round gang'
Them the boys that ball with me
You play with FMG you get put on a tree
If I hit that boy with G You get put on a T
Mmmmm
Who would've knew I could whip this soft hard
Baby who would've knew we would make it this far
I ain't got no ceiling cuz I'm reachin' for the stars
Mmmmmm
Fell in love with movin' bales and servin' my clientele
Fell in love with Qua Qua & Gettin loads thru the mail
Business man of the year all this shit go on sell
Baby it's not you it's me
I fell in love with the streets
It gotta hold of me it took control of me
Im rushin to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' some much drank that Wocky is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way it's gon' work if you hold me down to the end
I'm jus a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
Bae it's hard for me to put my trust in you
It's not you it's me I just wanna trap it's simple
I just dumped five pings in these people rental
Kill used to play with the dog I think he had a kennel
& f*ck that love shit I need you to be loyal
Bro put that shit in that pot Let it boil
Whip that shit up till it turn into oil
We the Realest niggas on the soil
Freeze that boy up wrap it up in the foil
We trap on the same page we on the same accord
We cop them big bags you cannot afford
Real trap nigga probably got them bricks in A Ford
Mmm
Thinkin' bout how we was we could've been special
But when I tell you the vision see you ain't on my level
God Bodied but I'm ridin hotter then the devil
Baby it's not you it's me
I fell in love with the streets
It's gotta hold of me it took control of me
I'm rushin' to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' so much drank that Wocky Is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way I this gon' work if you hold me down to the end
I'm just a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
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Baby It's not you It's me
Baby It's not you It's me
I fell in love with the streets
It gotta hold of me it took control of me
Im rushin to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' some much drank that Wocky is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way it's gon work if you hold me down to the end
I'm just a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
I can get U B or the G
Put a bitch in GG or CC
I can get you plugged on the lean
Or do you need some grade A weed
You can Get it all from me
I'ma let you know this shit ain't free
These heads keep callin' me
Money Train 100 round gang'
Them the boys that ball with me
You play with FMG you get put on a tree
If I hit that boy with G You get put on a T
Mmmmm
Who would've knew I could whip this soft hard
Baby who would've knew we would make it this far
I ain't got no ceiling cuz I'm reachin' for the stars
Mmmmmm
Fell in love with movin' bales and servin' my clientele
Fell in love with Qua Qua & Gettin loads thru the mail
Business man of the year all this shit go on sell
Baby it's not you it's me
I fell in love with the streets
It gotta hold of me it took control of me
Im rushin to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' some much drank that Wocky is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way it's gon' work if you hold me down to the end
I'm jus a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
Bae it's hard for me to put my trust in you
It's not you it's me I just wanna trap it's simple
I just dumped five pings in these people rental
Kill used to play with the dog I think he had a kennel
& f*ck that love shit I need you to be loyal
Bro put that shit in that pot Let it boil
Whip that shit up till it turn into oil
We the Realest niggas on the soil
Freeze that boy up wrap it up in the foil
We trap on the same page we on the same accord
We cop them big bags you cannot afford
Real trap nigga probably got them bricks in A Ford
Mmm
Thinkin' bout how we was we could've been special
But when I tell you the vision see you ain't on my level
God Bodied but I'm ridin hotter then the devil
Baby it's not you it's me
I fell in love with the streets
It's gotta hold of me it took control of me
I'm rushin' to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' so much drank that Wocky Is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way I this gon' work if you hold me down to the end
I'm just a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
Baby It's not you It's me
I fell in love with the streets
It gotta hold of me it took control of me
Im rushin to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' some much drank that Wocky is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way it's gon work if you hold me down to the end
I'm just a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
I can get U B or the G
Put a bitch in GG or CC
I can get you plugged on the lean
Or do you need some grade A weed
You can Get it all from me
I'ma let you know this shit ain't free
These heads keep callin' me
Money Train 100 round gang'
Them the boys that ball with me
You play with FMG you get put on a tree
If I hit that boy with G You get put on a T
Mmmmm
Who would've knew I could whip this soft hard
Baby who would've knew we would make it this far
I ain't got no ceiling cuz I'm reachin' for the stars
Mmmmmm
Fell in love with movin' bales and servin' my clientele
Fell in love with Qua Qua & Gettin loads thru the mail
Business man of the year all this shit go on sell
Baby it's not you it's me
I fell in love with the streets
It gotta hold of me it took control of me
Im rushin to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' some much drank that Wocky is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way it's gon' work if you hold me down to the end
I'm jus a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
Bae it's hard for me to put my trust in you
It's not you it's me I just wanna trap it's simple
I just dumped five pings in these people rental
Kill used to play with the dog I think he had a kennel
& f*ck that love shit I need you to be loyal
Bro put that shit in that pot Let it boil
Whip that shit up till it turn into oil
We the Realest niggas on the soil
Freeze that boy up wrap it up in the foil
We trap on the same page we on the same accord
We cop them big bags you cannot afford
Real trap nigga probably got them bricks in A Ford
Mmm
Thinkin' bout how we was we could've been special
But when I tell you the vision see you ain't on my level
God Bodied but I'm ridin hotter then the devil
Baby it's not you it's me
I fell in love with the streets
It's gotta hold of me it took control of me
I'm rushin' to the heads like I got mouths to feed
I'm sippin' so much drank that Wocky Is what I bleed
These all brothers around me I ain't got no friends
Only way I this gon' work if you hold me down to the end
I'm just a nigga tryna get all these pints in
Yo boy on a 90-day run nigga no spend
Writer: Malik Mayfield
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