Rob49 - Staying To Myself
You can hear it?I'm floating, it's five in the mornin', yeah
I been stayin' to-
Know what I'm sayin'?
Haha, what he said?
Yeah, I been, I been stayin' to myself
'Cause I realized them niggas wanna see you losin' when you up
And I realized that blood ain't always thicker than that water
And I realized my ho gon' fuck me harder when I spoil her
I clean up nice just like a maid, I'm doin' what he can't, yeah
Ballin' hard, Lebron James, goin' loco in the paint, nigga
You can bring her water, you can't make a bitch drink
Shit, I done gave her game but I can't tell her how to think
Yeah, in and out it
I'm still dealin' with them flaws that I can't tell nobody
I'm tryna calm him down, lil' bro got way to many bodies
He really live that shit he rap, he don't just rap about it
I made my city hotter
She want her a turnt up nigga, I get turnt up in her
Love and lust two different things, so I don't love these bitches
How you switch like that? Lowkey, I used to love this nigga
Support me when I'm down, but you stop soon as I got bigger
Money fallin' in, Shaq
Shoot my shot like K Durant
Chillin' behind this five percent, still cluthin' behind this five percent
Doin' that shit my daddy did, you would think my daddy pimp
I ain't have no money to pay my lawyer, I still owe this nigga
Yeah, I been, I been stayin' to myself
'Cause I realized them niggas wanna see you losin' when you up
And I realized that blood ain't always thicker than that water
And I realized my ho gon' fuck me harder when I spoil her
I clean up nice just like a maid, I'm doin' what he can't, yeah
Ballin' hard, Lebron James, goin' loco in the paint, nigga
You can bring her water, you can't make a bitch drink
Shit, I done gave her game but I can't tell her how to think
Yeah, I forgave for what you did
Thinkin' 'bout my bro every time I'm high off these pills
We was 'pposed to shop, but right before this, you got killed, huh
I be riskin' my life when none of these niggas ain't riskin' shit
Solid as they get, alright, I'm real as come, alright
Nobody comin' like this, young, turnt nigga from the slums, alright
I was sixteen sellin' weed 'fore I ever had a gun, nigga
I was thirteen smokin' weed, I was fuckin' up my lungs, yeah
I be livin' like Godfather
Michael Corleone just taught me no to trust anybody
His daddy taught me 'fore I die make my son solid
Don't miss your blessing
I just told her I'm a God body, your old nigga, he ain't nothin' like me
Written by:
Robert Thomas, Robert L. Jamison IV, Tashim Zene, Luis J, Diaz
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