It don't be on the daily Ain't gon' be the same when I got my baby Hahaha I won't be the same when I got my daily Hahaha Ain't gon' pray to god when I go to verse 1] I don't like none of y'all niggas Talking 'bout guns, you ain't shot none of them bitches All I want hundreds and fifties Pray I don't be too definite 'cause niggas be tellin' Nah it ain't none of my business Took a lil' break, now it's right back to the business Smokin' out fog through the ceilin' Way above all these niggas, shawty got class Say she gon' fuck with a nigga, I really don't fuck with a nigga Say you want beef? wish good luck to the nigga I don't get up for a million, need at least five Then we can talk about business, I feed an army of niggas I'll get your momma to kill you, I know the cost of the business It ain't no heart in these niggas, it ain't no truth in them lyrics It ain't no truth, you can feel it, it ain't no truth in you niggas Shove 'em aside, gotta reach higher to see me, diamonds is shinin' Wonder if stevie can see me, I'll turn your garden of eden I get my weed from a demon, I'm smokin' with jesus I make the devil believe it, I ain't got friends for a reason
I don't like none of y'all niggas I don't like none of y'all niggas, think I'm about it Make sure you keepin' your distance All of your people gon' miss you, prayin' to god
I keep the piece on these niggas I'm bringin' jesus to meet 'em, reach for my cup I will make sure you believe it I smell the bitch in you niggas, when niggas get shot You'll find a bitch in a nigga Niggas get caught, you'll find a snitch in a nigga I ain't gon' sleep for a minute I ain't no man, I'm a menace, I ain't no man, I'm a Hol' up, I'm a gentleman Front row seat at the wimbleton Black tom hanks in your no, I can't speak to the middle man Two white cups for my shit again Real big talk for a little man You can get got for your dividends Lil' niggas runnin' in your crib again Comin' to the house like the mailman Leave 'em to the side like kickstand Diamonds on my wrist like a wristband One shot, leave 'em with a shit bag Two shots, leave 'em with a toe-tag Three, niggas leave for the dope bag Four pints sealed, I'ma sip that No, I'm not trippin' on the next man 'cause
I don't like none of y'all niggas I don't like none of y'all niggas, think I'm about it Make sure you keepin' your distance All of your people gon' miss you, swear to god I don't like none of y'all niggas I don't like none of y'all niggas, think I'm about it Make sure you keepin' your distance All of your people gon' miss you, swear to god
I don't like none of y'all niggas I don't like none of y'all niggas I don't like none of y'all niggas I don't like none of y'all niggas I don't like none of y'all niggas I don't like none of y'all niggas
Compositores: Craig Inocencio Balmoris, Daniel Tannenbaum, Daniel M Krieger, Marius Andrei Feder, Sergiu Adrian Gherman (Rappy), Tyler Reese Mehlenbacher, Ameer Emmanuel Vann (Ameer Vann), Brianna Ashleigh Stevenson ECAD: Obra #29536739