I Don'T Wanna Fight

(I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna fight) I don't wanna fight
No, no
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm (ay-yo funs coming up)
(I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna fight) mm-hmm
(Big boo, the beat junkie)

Hey, what my lil' hottie wanna be?
She be focused on the bitches while I'm focused on the G
I know I fuck a lot of bitches, but I treat you like a queen
You ain't even gotta work, I help you open your boutique
And when you're goin' through my phone
And I'll be goin' through your phone
And then that shit keep goin' on and I feel like I gotta sneak
I got hoes who understand, and it's too easy bein' me
And we don't ever have this issue, but you want me on a leash

I ain't your motherfuckin' dog when I'm a bully in these streets
Don't like protectin' all my anger on my baby, that shit weak
Ain't no control in my reactions when it's late and I be geekin'
And if you lookin' for a sucker, must be playin' hide-and-seek
With your imaginary friend 'cause you won't find that shit in me
I'm tryna elevate your mind a little more
So if the weed can make you nasty but too wretched

I don't like you when you drink
You tryna argue me down, I barely want you around
I'm on parol and if you make another scene
They're gon' believe, and they gon' violate a nigga
Even if it wasn't me, that put the bruises on your arm
I'm not the one that made you bleed
Somehow you still be feelin', like the one a nigga really needs
This shit crazy

Don't wanna fight don't wanna
Don't wanna fight don't wanna
Don't wanna fight don't wanna (mmm, mmm, mmm)
Don't wanna fight don't wanna
Don't wanna fight don't wanna
Don't wanna fight don't wanna, mmm, mmm

(I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna fight)