Mic check
Yeah, mic check
Ayy, just keep that shit, nigga, yeah
(Tone)
Yeah
I'm used to the lies (Yeah), I'm used to cries (Tears)
I'm used to them sayin' they gon' ride (They gon' ride for me)
She like it when I kiss her in her thigh
She say, "Noodah, you too shy, you not my type" (Nah, nah)
They know we young and turnt with jewelry, this the ice age (Ooh, ooh)
You always tryna help somebody, that's your fault, damn (Ooh, ooh)
In the streets, I got some scars, I need a first aid (I need a first aid)
Know you don't fuck with me, that's why I don't come around y'all (Ooh, ooh)
I'm on that yerky, she gon' suck it 'til it's lockjaw (Until it's lockjaw)
We all make money in this shit, we cannot fall out (We cannot fall out)
I'm just a gangster tryna become a winner, blow it down, we sinners
Back to back, no talkin' about my feelings, play and we gon' kill 'em
When I was on my ass, I see who really there (Who really there)
You got a boyfriend, fuckin' raw, I see who really care (I see who really care)
You see me lookin', I been muggin', I'm too real to stare (I'm too real to stare)
This shit got passionate, while I'm fuckin', grippin' on her hair
One time, them niggas tried to kill me, that shit gave me scares (That shit gave me scares)
Glock 10 knock down grizzlies, this life hard to bear (This life hard to bear)
You see somethin' pokin' out my britches, that's my thirty-round
I'm used to all my bitches smart, I don't never find out
This what I had to tell her
I'm used to the lies (Yeah), I'm used to cries (Tears)
I'm used to them sayin' they gon' ride (They gon' ride for me)
She like it when I kiss her in her thigh
She say, "Noodah, you too shy, you not my type" (Nah, nah)
They know we young and turnt with jewelry, this the ice age (Ooh, ooh)
You always tryna help somebody, that's your fault, damn (Ooh, ooh)
In the streets, I got some scars, I need a first aid (I need a first aid)
Know you don't fuck with me, that's why I don't come around y'all (Ooh, ooh)
I can't never tell my problems, just handle 'em when I got 'em
We on feet and chase our man, we never killed a toddler
I treat everybody problems like my problems, that's my problem (My fuckin' problem)
I'm learnin' how to get them millions, I'm just still a scholar (I'm just still a scholar)
Stuck in the streets but I'm tryna do right, this shit's low pressure on me
Brought that ho where you lay your head, I can't believe you that green (Stupid)
Everything shinin' not a diamond, it ain't never what it seem (Foolish)
Know my youngins look up to me, I'm just tryin' not to let you down (Yeah)
Don't come around, chopper loud, we'll shoot in the crowd
Get put in clouds, you not allowed, I miss JB's smile (I know I do)
I know my mama proud, glad that I found my sound (I know she is)
She don't like my music, she just mad 'cause I turned her down (Bitch)
I'm used to the lies (Yeah), I'm used to cries (Tears)
I'm used to them sayin' they gon' ride (They gon' ride for me)
She like it when I kiss her in her thigh
She say, "Noodah, you too shy, you not my type" (Nah, nah)
They know we young and turnt with jewelry, this the ice age (Ooh, ooh)
You always tryna help somebody, that's your fault, damn (Ooh, ooh)
In the streets, I got some scars, I need a first aid (I need a first aid)
Know you don't fuck with me, that's why I don't come around y'all (Ooh, ooh)
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