Deadly nights you shouldve never wanted to fight me - but Ill be back
And its gone be deaf- talking watches in the bed with the farmer - they
Hit you with a commas - and you working for the dirty naughty want you
Show some respect to somebody in the party lit up like lights- you cant
Battle me you probly aint gone even fight
Bitch get your muthafucking mind right you messing around with shit
That might get you killed- what the hell do I need you for- nothing I count
Cash daily - bitch you think Im working jobs - want enter something
Good- bitch Im from the fucking hood
You in your new dress you done sit up and faced what you wanted - but
They brung - it up to me in stitches - and they case clogs on logging
Bitches - and they are in the pillow case freely now that they are not
Herd of- you just in the one to enter- no seriously
You in your decibel and you wondering what the hell I came for
Bitch get your muthafucking mind right you messing around with shit
That might get you killed- what the hell do I need you for - nothing I
Count cash daily- bitch you think Im working jobs- want enter something
Good - bitch Im from the fucking hood
Now that the ride is scented like some perfume- with only niggas in it
You riding or you aint riding I always ride - in the side of my mental
Not my mind- I escaped but waited for the logics- in the prospect on
Indentify you can indentify what you cant figure out
Niggas in they pussy ass moments- the close gated getting these warrants-
Bitch get your muthafucking mind right you messing around with shit
That might get you killed- what the hell do I need you for - nothing I
Count cash daily- bitch you think Im working jobs- want enter something
Good- bitch Im from the fucking hood
Now the opposite of a nigga will be the pussy lips- the shank in the gift
you just dont know how to do this you picturing perfect your
Muthafucka heart is now in services - but the preacher- dont need you
Fuck bitch I dont need you and your and the cultivation and the
Demonstration and the close breeze.