Kyle Edwards - Snakes in Ya Grass

You cant understand these problems and took apart of me
You just popped an attitude then try to call on me
Imma lose my cool real quick man honestly
Taught you bout them snakes in ya grass

And you brought them back in front of me
Caught them slithering in ya woods
They wanna run with me
Copped a new page on the gram
Just to sell these seats
Im the real deal
Yes the tryna gun with me
Back from around me
Need my space ya see
I leaned back and kick my feet up
I cant stres with thee
Yo goals aint like mine
We aint the same ya see
Packing only tough bangers
We get good results you see
Im a woolie type of nigga named Kyle fucking Edwards
Yeah this my first album
I see you jamming on the wireless
Flexing airpods cuz ya bought it
Show these lames what work gets you
Im just out here man know im tryna find
All these dollars and these motives
I make them mine
I cant stress your business so i grind
Im just pulling overtimes for these dimes
My pockets jingle they get to singing
You know i come with some coin
My bank account gets punched
No need for loans i just grizzounce
Call me the new renaissance
Shaking when you talking man thats how you feel
Breathe wont you child it aint really that deep
All these precious souls gone surely peep
Whos intentions mattered its about who you keep
Dont drop someone like you dont really need them
Dont tell someone to go when you really treasure them
When they try to reconsile dont act like you dont know
Its that temporary display of emotion that makes me wanna go

You cant understand these problems and took apart of me
You just popped an attitude then try to call on me
Imma lose my cool real quick man honestly
Taught you bout them snakes in ya grass

You just looked mighty lonely
I can be ya friend ya see
Im just tryna get to know ya
Maybe you can vibe with me
I dont really gotta front i like you girl ya see
And i been balling young ya you should fuck w me
Turn around let me see ya
You can roll with me
Lean closer gimme kiss ya you can leave with me
Ya sit on kyles lap look me in the face so i know it
And if you feeling it girl gone ahead and pour it
Girl you aint driving sippin all night just throw it
I got ya keys and ya phone baby we could blow it

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