Yvng Trula - Part of me
Started making music i was really hopping that you hear meIf I'm a scary ass nigga then y'all niggas fear me
Can't have a convo with a bitch only one i talk to is Siri
Say a whole lot in my songs y'all listening but don't hear me
Damnnear hit her with the blammer she left yo ass for me
I mean can you really blame her?
I just wanted the neck never could i ever claim her
This be the shit i be talking bout never get mad about some pussy nigga hush yo mouth
I speak the true shit not the fake shit all my Niggas five star solid niggas take hits
Shit be crazy it don't matter tho told bro if there's a problem just to let me know
Bitches always come and go man my money don't
Always picked the money over bitches it's fuck these hoes
I was bringing racks to the table had to let 'em know
Caught them lacking by the corner man i had to blow
Dad told me some shit i take his advice part of life
Told me never get bitched only reason why i fight
He told me keep my distance from the niggas i don't like
He taught me some shit that I can use throughout my life
My mama always told me to treat these ladies right
Don't call them out there name that's the shit they don't like if there's a disagreement
Don't go out your way just to fight promised my mama everything imma treat these ladies Right
I did shit i regret never feared any nigga ion see em as a threat
Fuck they guns fuck they gang they some lames fuck they set
I'm the type to beat they ass and yell out what's next
Type to break the nigga down till i break da Nigga neck
My nigga dav forever solid never fold
He told me it's about the money nigga fuck these hoes
I told him if he has problems just lemme know
I call gang we in traffic we gone let it blow
Dropping money over bitches that's lame shit
Over here crying boutta bitch that's stupid shit
Working nine-five jobs that's some simple shit trynna let you know I'm the one taking hits
I been doing this for to long man i promise you
When i start getting paid don't follow through
I promise on my dead niggas i won't follow you fuck that bitch my heart gon i really cut Loose
Niggas hoes they don't wanna see you make it
This bitch killed me when she told her i was basic
So fuck her and her kids Nigga no faking
Imma be laughing when the oldest don't make it
Always dropping never stopping man to easy
I got two million up I feel like peezy
Za burning in my nose turn me real sneezy
Got the blicky like ja when he turn steazy
Damnnear hit her with the blammer she left yo ass for me i mean can you really blame Her
I just wanted the neck never could i ever claim her
This be the shit i be talking bout never get mad about some pussy nigga hush yo mouth
I speak the true shit not the fake shit all my Niggas 5 star solid niggas take hits
Shit be crazy it don't matter tho told bro if there's a problem just to let me know
Bitches always come and go man my money don't
Always picked the money over bitches it's fuck these hoes
I was bringing racks to the table had to let 'em know caught them lacking by the corner Man i had to blow
Bitches always come and go
Man my money don't
Always pick the money over bitches it's fuck these hoes
I was bringing racks to the table had to let 'em know
Caught them lacking by the corner man I had to blow
Written by:
Reginald Stringer
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