What Da Hell
Yksteexy
3:01I can't fuck with him no more, we not on the same time Uh Yad Niggas get hit up a couple times for all that fake kindness Lost my heart some years ago, but I'm trying my best to find it And I'm banging YK forever, it's time to turn up some notches Feel i'm in my best form, she want me buy teflon Every song not the best song, but that don't mean I'm slept on I'm just the type of nigga, I'ma see your ass and walk down to see what's going I had pushed up for no reason, they was talking crazy it was false alarm Yeah, I take my craft serious, I don't talk nothing but facts, period These niggas don't give a fuck about you, they'll call your phone, to act curious I'm trying to get a ZL1, smoke wham and, put it in fast gear I done piped up in real life, I ain't in the same position as last year Nigga hit my DM, like he tryna trade, yeah E for L to the day I'm gone, this whole world not the same I got monster inside my heart, look what I done became I was young as fuck and I was psyched out, we not built the same Yeah, yeah, can't even wrapped around no bitch, they don't get no damn about you She went to the left, I ain't give no damn I went my way about it They just wanna fuck and lay up, chill and smoke exotic I can't fuck with him no more, we not on the same timing Niggas get hit up a couple times for all that fake kindness Lost my heart some years ago, but I'm trying my best to find it And I'm banging YK forever, your time turned up some notches Feel i'm in my best form, she want me buy Teflon Every song not the best song, but that don't mean I'm slept on I'm just the type of nigga, I'ma see your ass and walk down, see what's going I had pushed up for no reason, they was talking crazy it was false alarm Yeah, don't make posts on Instagram about me I don't understand yea, we did what we did, you don't gotta tell everybody And on top of that, take yo ass to Lidz, you cap about it But then right after that, I roll up 2-5, get no fucks about it Fuck the industry, nigga, I'm in the streets Niggas be doing too much, pretending they always Trying to keep it P, trying to stack a hundred on my own This life shit hard as hell, I be fucked up in and out my home Yeah, yeah, come on I can't even do too much talking, but my heart broken I got reasoning behind this shit, got too many fucked over Shawty be talking too much, behind them text messages I rather just come over Bet not play with none of my brothers, I'm pushing up Fuck, boy, get ran over