Vante - 30 Minutes (feat. SomeFuccNigga)

I put that money in bitches pockets
And just being honest, bitches never was worth it
I put that food in them niggahz mouths
While we in a drought and they didn't deserve it
Give em my heart, I give em my soul
And niggahz still want the whole muhfuckin' globe
Give em a yacht or give em a boat
And niggahz still don't wanna muhfuckin' row
Guess my net worth off a young niggah sweater
She gon get wet off Corinthian leather
I go to sleep on a pillow with feathers
Got my chips up, niggah frito could never
Know what I drive, just off my umbrella
Put the top up with the change of the weather
You know the grass the greener, the better
She's just a vibe, was never together
She knew the lines and she knew the code
She knew the niggahz and she knew her role
He knew the time and rows, body in bag
I was exposed
Bac in with Tese and I'm off of my leash
Ran it up like it was sonic unleashed
Hoes on my dic but I must keep it brief
Get off my boxers, my briefs are discreet
Broke niggah, I was down in the trenches
Niggahz plotted, I came bac with a vengeance
I had Homies but they all were pretending
Tread with caution, I am not like you peasants
Gave her the world and she shitted on me
I came from the sea, I'm talking crippin' Homie
Keep a semi and remy, cuz niggahz fonie
All I did was help out, but they hatin' on me
Switch it
Can't knoc me off of my pivot
Tipping
They gon switch sides in minute
Triccin'
I don't have love for these women
Simpin'
Can't go out bad for these bitches
Loyalty's just a tattoo for niggahz
Promised enemies, I'm bac and pulling triggers
I was in the basement like my name was tigger
I pulled up for the smoke, cuz I run with killers

Written by:
Claxton Brown, Devante Riggins

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