Inside, I really wanna talk to you
(Yung Lan on the track)
Tell me where you at, no bus fare, I’d rather walk to you
So I can think about the sh*t I wanna say
(Pipe that sh*t up, TnT)
And by the time I get to you, I’d probably start an argument
(M-M-M-Murda)
Like f**k it, I walked here, tears shedding like dog hair
I give her that D, I give her that D, she like, “Bring that log here”
Like, why you here, why am I here? Like, I don’t belong here
Like, let me think, please close that door, this ain’t no song here
I used to trap with the same niggas, but the same niggas don’t treat the same
You spending time with all of them niggas, you really treat me like I’m some kind of lame
Feel like I want you, trust you
But it’s f**k you, and it don’t be have to be that way
It can be that way if you want it
I don’t even like going places I don’t know got homies dead and gone
It go way far past the T-shirt, like, how we get this way?
You supposed to stay with that burner
Wishing you coming back, make a wish like Timmy Turner
The gun on a nigga, whip it out, make him run on a nigga
He be talking, don’t know how to talk, so I told him shut up, made a son out a nigga
So I just wanna go on them dates, tell my b**ch that I’m doing the most this time
And I ain’t giving no nigga sh*t, I ain’t seeing no work, I ain’t seeing no grind
I used to trap with the same niggas, but the same niggas don’t treat the same
You spending time with all of them niggas, you really treat me like I’m some kind of lame
Feel like I want you, trust you
But it’s f**k you, and it don’t be have to be that way
Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I used to trap with the same niggas, but the same niggas don’t treat the same
You spending time with all of them niggas, you really treat me like I’m some kind of lame
Feel like I want you, trust you