Izaiah Combs - Seminoles (feat. Gilley)
Niggas really scary, is ya ready
Niggas always at my do, fuckin feinin'
They be like Gilley can I have some fuckin' cream and
I ain't got shit for another nigga
Niggas knockin' at my door I ain't answerin'
Niggas callin' my phone, I ain't answer shit
Niggas calling my mama for some money and
Ain't gettin' a dollar out of me
I'm the g i l l e y
Don't ask me for no fuckin' money, nigga
Ain't gettin' a dollar out of this fuckin' nigga, nigga
I'm the realest nigga left
I'm the last nigga left
All these niggas fuckin went left
Try to stay fuckin' right
Had nobody by my side
That's all for my fuckin' pride
I'm a bitch realer than all you niggas
You niggas fuckin' left me in the pen
Niggas left me in the pen
It's facts
But I fuckin' wrote that paper
That's facts
Still knockin' at my door
I ain't answerin' shit
My daddy told me
Don't let no fuckin' basins in
Don't let no fuckin' basins in
Beatstars.com
Don't let no fuckin' basins in
Nigga
Ayy
Ayy
All these niggas, they keep playin'
They can't really rhyme
Don't you come into my door and hold me to my time
I don't got time for you fake-ass hoes
All this O.M.G. with your fake-ass clothes
All these niggas playin' with me
I had to show him what that K do
Had to spray on his ass
Had to walk to his block
Got my niggas on my side
And we won't never stop
Keep me racin' in the hallway
And I'm goin' so fast
Beatstars.com
All these niggas playin' with me
Got my Alex in the Queens
All these niggas playin' with me
Had to stump his ass
Had to stump his ass
Niggas knockin' at the door
But I ain't gon' let him in
Let that K spring when I had to let him in
You gotta go to the back door
So you won't have your bros in
All these niggas, they keep playin'
But they askin' for a fee
Jordans on my fuckin' feet
All these niggas keep playin'
And your hoes, she wanna be my fuckin' baby
But I said she can't
Can't even relate
Got my nigga with me
And Mr. Gilley
Beatstars.com
And you know we turn it up
Turn it up
Run a beat in class
All you niggas playin'
Just pass the gas
Puff up, then I pass
All you niggas playin' with me
Don't pass the gas
I don't do that
Aye
I don't do that
Free Mr. Haynes
Free Mr. Haynes
Free Mr. Haynes
Free Mr. Haynes
Written by:
Izaiah Combs
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