B.A.G BOY - One way

Melville, can you afford that
CJ
My dawg don't like it, I just hope that he's alright
This bitch wanna fight me, I hope it's not in the night

Cos I don't even got time, I was out here drinkin' Sprite
Cos I don't even got time, my n***a, they off the light
Roll me a blunt when I wake up, fuckin' her face
I'm sorry about your makeup, baby, I'm sorry

I'ma call you later, I'm out there chasing this paper
It was very dark when I came to the state
Now the atmosphere is clear, and the niggaz from the bottom
I ain't see they face, I don't wanna see them here

In the morning, I'm sippin' tea, I don't mixed that shit
With a little weed, it's getting my balance off
Baby, you actin' tough, I'm a hard n***a
But I'm kinda soft

And the dream is beautiful, but the road's rough
I'm duckin' it off, I'm duckin' it off
Saying this shit and I'm rockin' it off
Baby, don't talk too much, you might get nothing at all

Baby, don't talk too much, you might get nothing at all
Bitch, don't talk too much, cause you might get nothing at all
You 5'9
Do you really wanna get six feet deep inside the ground

For fucking with me and my guys
We comin' with a hella surprise
Like it is your birthday
And it's only one way to go

My dawg like it is the best way
I'm a thief, what did I steal
They can base
She a chef, what'd she cook

Lies to my face
It's not in my genes to fold
But I got a Jean that fold
And I got a bitch that knows

Yeah, she gon' stick to the code for sure
And in the cold
She gon' give me a coat for sure
Yeah, she gon' grab me a coat for sure

Might need me a light to see in the night
I'm new to this fight
Takin' my chances off with a bite
They energy low, you might need you a height

I was broke ain't nobody said hi
Belly hurting, they didn't offer a pie
Swear to God, some nights I cry
It's the truth, I ain't tellin' no lie

Swear to God, Momma knows I don't lie
Hot weed, this shit burnin'my eye
Not G, if you ain't tryna slide
I'm durkin' it off, I'm durkin' it off

Sayin' this shit and I'm rockin' it off
Baby, don't talk too much
You might get nothin' at all
Baby, don't talk too much

You might get nothin' at all
Bitch, don't talk too much
Cause you might get nothin' at all
Yes, you're 5'9

Do you really wanna get six feet deep inside the ground
For fuckin' with me and my guys
We comin' with hella surprise
Like it is your birthday

And it's only one way to go, my dawg
Like it is the best way
Mellow, can you afford that
CJ

CJ
CJ
CJ
CJ

TAEMIN

Written by:
Eric Anthony

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