1StopWop - Tithes (feat. RBM Swerv)

Put protection on that pape, paid my tithes early
No stuffing, been vacuum sealing since nine thirty
Where you at? Sorry shawty I'm a road runner
He tried to hide his bitch from me but nigga I'm a hoe hunter
And I ain't stopping with this shit until it's a whole hundred
But then again it all end I'm back in, a whole 'nother
My loyalty, my finesse
My moods when I'm distressed
The shit I sacrificed, the shit I seen bitch my whole hustle
I got my own dick out my dirt, bitch I'm my own muscle
Know exactly why he hating
Because his main hoe? One of the bros fucked her
Niggas acting weird like a nigga when he owe something
You knew damn well from the jump that that hoe fucking
Reminiscing about my first menage, was like a foursome
Heart coming straight out my chest, RPs with royal hundreds
I done cut off all my bad habits besides getting money
Staring at the bottom of my cup, told you I would finish something
Kriss vect on me broad day, no Lil Wop ain't finished dumping
I bleed, shawty bleed too
I can't see no fear in nothing
God made the beef brew, it's crazy how he seen it coming
Body after another body, long as his fingers thumbing
Coming for my goals and I'm leaving with them, believing in them
See you on the other side, the hollow tips will feed a nigga
Still bucking the law certain shit don't make a difference
Staying down to ball, ain't doing this for an image
Put protection on that pape, paid my tithes early
No stuffing, been vacuum sealing since nine thirty
Where you at? Sorry shawty I'm a road runner
He tried to hide his bitch from me but nigga I'm a hoe hunter
And I ain't stopping with this shit until it's a whole hundred
But then again it all end I'm back in, a whole 'nother
My loyalty, my finesse
My moods when I'm distressed
The shit I sacrificed, the shit I seen bitch my whole hustle
Atlanta to Houston, Houston but I'm stuck in Chicago
Months later but I tell you I miss it
You a hot girl but you saying let's fix it
I'm in Cali, why you thinking it's distance?
And your reacting is instant
I'm just chilling in the Bay while Benihana the kitchen
You gone always keep me up but I can't say I'm committed
Turned up about you, keep them out of our business when we be chilling
Get it off of your chest how you feel about Swerv
She gone get on my dick like she get on my nerves
I don't ever say shit, she gone say that she heard
It was three right in Boston with me like I'm bird
Let me get off my chest how I feel about y'all
Imma work on my back cause I know when I fall
You ain't certain to be there, you ain't catching my calls
He said he stuck all in court, tell them we trying to ball

Written by:
Louis Hawthorne, Sandy Hawthorne

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