Akai G. - Bout You

I got shit poppin with my family ion care about you
Shorty give me dome while I thinking bout my main bitch
I thought that shit was known I've been chilling with the same clique
Ask about my hoes and I'm asking who you playing with
Want this dick you better claim it
Swear to god I'm bout to make it
How I opened the door when I came in
Stepped in the door while they stepping on me
I'm just what they dreamt, why they sleeping on me
Life is hitting like woo
What we gon' get to today
Latina bitch in my face
All I knows K lo K
Young nigga stuck in the race
Young nigga feel like Tay k
Please open a map, my nigga I'm lost
Just help a nigga man it won't even cost
Just a penny for thoughts
Why won't you pay attention
I'm cooking this shit and it's hot in the kitchen
I swear that I get it I get it I get it man
I dreamt while I looked at my ceiling fan
Open the door but don't you let that devil in
I write when I get in my feelings and
Maybe one day I'll regret it
Maybe one day I'll forget that I said it
Or maybe one day this put cash on my debit
Ion know
But I do hope this rap shit work out
I got real shit popping with my family, I don't care about you
Swear to god a nigga just lost his granny, I don't care about you
And if you ain't tryna help me win a Grammy, I don't care about you
If you ain't a real nigga and don't feel me, I don't care about you
See I thought I told you that I'm going through it
You saying you for me well how bout you prove it
The way that you acting got me bout to lose it
This weight that you addings stopping me from moving
Yea
I ain't forget about the nights in the car
I ain't forget about you I know who you are
I'm just tryna figure out if you the moon or shooting star
Are you really for the cause
Yea
Are you really down for a nigga like that
Or will you turn around every time you get mad
I need you to give me the love I ain't had
I can't go out bad
I got real shit popping with my family, I don't care about you
Swear to god a nigga just lost his granny, I don't care about you
And if you ain't tryna help me win a Grammy, I don't care about you
If you ain't a real nigga and don't feel me, I don't care about you
See right now I got the mic but I ain't scared to grab the gun
Cuz it's either we gon' die or we gon' be living rich as fuck
Could you stay down for a nigga that's on his way climbing up
Cuz the pain gon' be a lot but the payment is twice as much
And I ain't ever really felt this typa love
I'm tryna feel more than the lust
I need to feel that little rush
I need to know that shit is real
I need to know who's on my team
Like are you Russ or you Shaquille
I need to know
I need to know
I got real shit popping with my family, I don't care about you
Swear to god a nigga just lost his granny, I don't care about you
And if you ain't tryna help me win a Grammy, I don't care about you
If you ain't a real nigga and don't feel me, I don't care about you

Written by:
Akai Gomez

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