Lil Yen - Sacrifices
(Yeah, yeah)Every time I get this feelin' of wantin' revenge, they come out the blue actin' innocent
And they swear nothin' happened, it been certain instances
You don't gotta fuck with me, could settle our differences
I don't count favors
But if I was to count 'em, I was gon' need some more hands
Came from the dirt, eatin' bologna and Spam
I went from ham to a lamb
Thought I would save her, she told me she wanted romance
But sorry, bae, I ain't your mans
Cuffin' a Thotty wasn't part of the plan
Shawty look good up on Instagram, but I'll be damned
That's a penalty, I threw a flag on the play
Woke up and went and got racks from the bank
I took a flight from the Raq to the Bay
I'm on '94 doin' laps in the Range
I'm swervin', damn-near could've crashed in the lake
I can't decide on whether to ride in the back of the Bentley or Casper today
Got a chauffeur gassin' away
Hartsfield-Jackson, now I gotta pass through the A
Even though I ain't go to school, I skipped up a grade
But I ain't pass with a A
Shout-out my OG, yeah, she told me about finessin' the game
Stood ten toes, gettin' wet in the rain
Like EA, now I got my head in the game, aye
Why you tellin' lies? It ain't gotta be like this
Loyalty is in my eyes, it ain't shit to see like this
How do you expect a prize, but can't make sacrifices?
Nowadays I'm livin' right, but I still got some vices
Went and got a different whip
I pulled up with a different bitch
I know she gon' clean me up, when she suck me up, won't miss a drip
I love all my hoes the same, so I can't show no favoritism
My trunk so loud, think it's breakin' the system
Walk on the beat, I just play with a rhythm
Now I'm heated up, but I'm usually chiller
They love me like I was J Dilla
Got a new mask, now he think he a killer
Niggas die everyday, B, word to Cam, Killa
Skirted off the lot, I forgot to pay the dealer
Came from the struggle, shit will make you realer
Everyday a movie, ain't no fillers
Glock .45 turn this film to a thriller
Only hit my phone when she tryna do Swilla
Ain't pull up for nothin', so I might as well drill her
He ain't on shit, he just Malcolm in the middle
Claim he a boss, nigga, you ain't the dealer
Nigga, we ain't in the same division, if ain't no collision, ain't no competition
That's physics, bitch
That's mission impossible, you ain't part of the regiment
Aye, aye
Cut it out
Bitch, a hundred guns, a hundred clips, what you got that for?
I don't give no fuck, unless you prone to bust
Boy, don't bug, I ain't tryna buck
Why you tellin' lies? It ain't gotta be like this
Loyalty is in my eyes, it ain't shit to see like this
How do you expect a prize, but can't make sacrifices?
Nowadays I'm livin' right, but I still got some vices
Written by:
Lil Yen
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