2real Chain - Fears

Aye this my shit and I ain't even record it yet
I'm her lil thug
She my lil baby yea
I'm going up
With my lil baby yea
I'm her lil thug she my lil baby these bitches know the deal
Get overjoyed if she makes noise while I be stroking still
She say don't stop big boy keep going
So I don't never chill
She make me happy and that's exactly how dis suppose to feel
Said she believe in me
She think I need a record deal
The ones love me believe in me so I call them 2Real
This ain't just me we all gone eat that's the way this suppose to feel
We way to geeked up by ourself we don't even want the deal
They like come on young nigga
Let's not be irrational
Make my first million off this shit
I'm gone bring the racks to them
They like come on young nigga
Let's not be irrational
This a well-known venue can y'all please not tote them straps in here
So I'm like why baby
Do you cry baby
Come on wipe your eyes baby
I want you to smile baby
I know love ain't easy but you gotta' try baby
You can fall in love with me and see the other side baby
Wanna make you
My baby
My lady
I'm really umm' diggin' yo whole fucking vibe baby
Mind if I pick yo' mind baby
I might even let you drive, unless you rather ride baby
But I think you should ride with me
Oh Oh
Gotta understand, my heart been broke
For so long
I just wanna' get the chance to start fresh with no wrong
And be fine baby
I get more checks than mailbox
Chain don't stop you red hot
Swear I don't miss come check my aim
You bet not poke yo' head out
Say he like guns I show him mine
He don't like guns he scared now
I flow sick like a disease
I'm burning up my head hot
Tryna see the top with my ole lady
Take my baby somewhere tropic
Not gone worry bout' it baby
I got the ball I'm not gone drop it
Who say I ain't hot? I know I'm hot, cause I keep dropping hot shit
Poppin niggas don't say they poppin
Poppin niggas just get it....poppin
Yea
And nigga what yo' watch say? What yo' watch say according to mine
Bitch I been on gansta' time
Kicking gansta' shit you can't compete with how I break it down
It's hard to beat the heat
And I got heat
Haaaan
It's hard to beat the heat
Niggas don't wan' come face D-wade and nem'
It's hard to beat the heat
And I got heat
Haaaan
Hard to beat the heat
Niggas don't wan' come face D-wade and nem'
It's hard to beat the heat
And I got heat
Yea
That's my lil...Yea
That's my lil baby yea
I'm her lil...Yea
I'm her lil thug yea
Get overjoyed if she make noise while I be stroking still
I'm her lil thug and that's my lil baby yea
I go by chain if you ain't know by now
I'm that dude...I wake up in the morning and I...Start the day smooth
Wanna hate me, I Don't know why tho baby
That's on youuuu
Wanna hate me, I Don't know why tho baby
That's on youuuu
Ima smoooooth lil nigga
I...Ain't even have to try
Try me you gone feel that fire, and see yo' afterlife
Suggest that you make peace fa' I come creep up with my Crip tonight
You gone make yo' momma cry
Yea
It's gone be Teaa-eaaars Fallen
Like a big ole' baby, Baby I been ballin'
I done snatched a knife up out my back too often
Know I blocked yo' number but still thinking about calling
Plenty tears falling
Skies just falling
They deserve a round of applause for that performance
Feaaaar

Written by:
Jordan Veazia

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