AntDeezMusic - I DON'T

Ion conversate Ian social
Don't get me wrong I get vocal
Ya we fuck around like an oval
Stand on nation business like I'm pose to
Got your hands out like I owe you
Wasn't thugging when I had a curfew
Had to wait my turn das a virtue
Thought I was gone
I'm on the way coming home
You counted me out
Yo math skills aint that strong
Light bright or white
pretty feet hair real and long
She made dem visits hit my books kept pape on the phone

Ion dirty Mack and ion back doe
I will hit ya bm from the bac doe
Sippin weed lean like it's act doe
Don't travel much always gotta pack doe
No laptop gotta keep a Mac doe
Pop X blow O's Tic Tac Toe
40 make a Nikka lean back Fat Joe
I'm in Green Bay tryna push a pack doe
Ian no QB don't die ova no sack bro
I won't testify I won't verifiy the truth or a lie
Look the D A in the eyes say I plead the Five should I clarify
Cause real eyes gone realize some real lies
Been 20 times 5 since a small fry merched on the guys
Aye aye
Ion I O U's and ion take shorts
Whip like a basketball it came in sport
Three years Ina system wit no support
Now I toss and turn at 5 star resorts
Weed from ova Seas my mule import
Lord banging C's but he eat pork
She gone suck and fuck just need sum to snort
I'ma pop her top like a fuckin cork
Need brain knowledge like a fuckin dork
Ballin on you Nikkas on and off the court
The opps a made shot know we finna score

Written by:
Anthony Mcneal

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