Sosa G K.O.T.M - Sense and Cents

Money long, I'm fly, bro
Givin' all these hoes options
She don't fuck me, she fuckin' my bro
I be higher than the Eiffel
I fuck her good, make her eyes roll
Lil' nigga walkin' a tightrope
I shoot fast, you'll die slow
She suck the dick, that's a nice hoe
She fucked clique, that's her life, though
I ain't cuffin' shit, I ain't 5-0
She'll suck the tip with her eyes closed
She still think I have a type, though
All I really want is some nice throat
Real west end tykoon
My brothers everywhere that I go

She said she love the way I do it
Do it, I do it, do it
She said she love the way I
Your bitch all on my dick, she gon' choose
Your bitch all on my dick, she gon' choose
Please don't beef with my clique, you gon' lose
We gon' pull up with them sticks, he gon' snooze

Aye, niggas talkin' all the time
Why am I on your mind
Talk is cheap ain't worth a dime
They tryna block me from my shine
I done came up from a grind
They say they know me, but they lyin
All they do is just hate
They tryna sneak me from a blind
Niggas really pretend
I see who really genuine
It don't make no sense
If it don't make cents
I don't do fake friends
I'm wit day ones to the end
I be chasin' Ben
You got me fucked up, yeah, bent

Hold up, lil' nigga, let's roll up
I ain't smokin', less it's dozier
Up early, where's my foldgers
Niggas hatin' on me like I ain't the one to expose them
One of the ones who influenced the hood to rap and that was 04 bruh
Niggas forget about T.E.R (Thug Empire)
Oh, I can really talk big shit
Young neighborhood stars
We really started all that clique shit
Niggas really gon' miss this
We had to school on this shit (Tee Jay)
Sellin' our CDs while makin' T's
Can't say I'm lyin' if you witness (At All)
My shoes, J-1s
My shirt, NASA
Gettin' dick suck since 01
Don't blame me, I grew up fast, bruh
Niggas really don't know nothin
But'll preach about me like a pastor
If you owe me, I'm comin' to collect
Like student loans, I'm FASFA

Aye, niggas talkin' all the time
Why am I on your mind
Talk is cheap ain't worth a dime
They tryna block me from my shine
I done came up from a grind
They say they know me, but they lyin
All they do is just hate
They tryna sneak me from a blind
Niggas really pretend
I see who really genuine
It don't make no sense
If it don't make cents
I don't do fake friends
I'm wit day ones to the end
I be chasin' Ben
You got me fucked up, yeah, bent

Niggas fake love you but really would stay 'round
I'll spoon feed them and watch how I play out
Eventually proving that they full of hate now
I got a move that's involving a stakeout
See how you act, yeah I'm watchin' your face now
You don't know that I done made you the case now
Your bitch done told me that nigga you ain't down
Cause when you plottin' I got her ass face down
I'm too playa for that sucker shit
Ayy, lil' bitch ain't gon' fuck, but she gon' suck this dick
Niggas be suckers while they think they lit
They bitch, I fuck em' while they out the crib
After I bust em', you know that I dip
But I cannot fuck em' if they don't eat dick

Money long, I'm fly, bro
Givin' all these hoes options
She don't fuck me, she fuckin' my bro
I be higher than the Eiffel
I fuck her good, make her eyes roll
Lil' nigga walkin' a tightrope
I shoot fast, you'll die slow

Aye, niggas talkin' all the time
Why am I on your mind
Talk is cheap ain't worth a dime
They tryna block me from my shine
I done came up from a grind
They say they know me, but they lyin
All they do is just hate
They tryna sneak me from a blind
Niggas really pretend
I see who really genuine
It don't make no sense
If it don't make cents
I don't do fake friends
I'm wit day ones to the end
I be chasin' Ben
You got me fucked up, yeah, bent

She said she love the way I do it
Do it
I do it
Do it
She said she love the way I

Written by:
Elandus DeVaughn

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