Seemo G - anticipation

I'm the one, bitch, not the two First nigga play, know, I'm gon' shoot
Boy, get out your feelings, these niggas be soft as hell, like Roody Poo
Bitch, sit back, watch how I move Tunnel vision, no, I can't lose
Once you lock and get that bag, I swear to God, these hoes gon' choose

I swear to God, these hoes gon' choose Ask the streets, I pay my dues
Switch out on me, must be confused Don't like me, don't worry about shit I do
Lost my dog about a year ago, I feel like I got murder on my mind, nigga
Better stay up on your grind, nigga I was tryna lead the blind, nigga

I told my brothers we gon' shine, nigga
Lost too many, I'm just tryna win Like a huddle, we bringin' them in
Somewhere off these drugs, right now these niggas, they callin' my phone, like, where has he been
I've been livin' a life of sin Thank God I woke up on my two to get me some money again

Fuck around, pull up with a hundred of them I got money on my mind, I got killers over east
Real niggas gon' bang it out till it's Empty, nigga, we ain't never did retreats
We ain't never ending beef We gon' always keep it street
Five-five-six and two-two-threes They get the hitting on repeat

You can try to duck and dodge, but we gon' locate where you be
Smokin' on exotic with a bad bitch from overseas Only money get close to me
That's how life's supposed to be I'm the boss head huncho, with this shit
Ain't no way you can motion me

Written by:
Naseem Butler

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