Love Train
I only can tell you the truth
Yeah, uh
I seen so many niggas switchin', I had to cut 'em off
So many bitches actin' different, we stopped fuckin' raw
I upped the score, I went for more, shit, I'm like, "It's up to y'all"
And you ain't gotta talk behind my back, you know my number, call me, mm
'Cause I heard they said I wasn't feedin' the team
I'm in the studio all night, shit, I'm like, "What do you mean? "
Shit, all them nights on private flights, feel like we livin' the dream
'Member we said we wouldn't let these bitches get in between
When people told me you was jealous, I just wouldn't believe (Believe)
And when niggas told me you was fuckin', no, I couldn't believe it
I tried to give you all my blessings, but you couldn't receive it
'Cause you was listenin' to people that was listenin' to people
I had to get up and leave you 'cause you couldn't even see it
All this fame, turned into a monster, shit like Resident Evil
And once the love turn toxic, think it's better I don't see you
'Cause I've been runnin' up my millions, shit been revving my ego
I put my money 'fore my bitches so we never get equal
'Cause then the world keep turning, the money keep burning
Living and I'm learning, ain't no bitches I'm concerned with
I seen everybody change on me 'bout some money
Learned to get rich, came home, niggas actin' funny, I can't cut it
I'm just strappin' and I ain't talkin'
Swear to God, none of y'all niggas better not grab for my coffin
Swear to God, bad bitches playing Simon Says when I'm talkin'
And I can't say I'm runnin' them trenches when I ain't walkin'
I seen so many niggas switchin', I had to cut 'em off
So many bitches actin' different, we stopped fuckin' raw
I upped the score, I went for more, shit, I'm like, "It's up to y'all"
And you ain't gotta talk behind my back, you know my number, call me, mm
'Cause I heard they said I wasn't feedin' the team
I'm in the studio all night, shit, I'm like, "What do you mean? "
Shit, all them nights on private flights, feel like we livin' the dream
'Member we said we wouldn't let these bitches get in between
When people told me you was jealous, I just wouldn't believe (Believe)
And when niggas told me you was fuckin', no, I couldn't believe it
Yeah, uh
Let me give you some game, how you gon' maintain?
'Cause niggas that hit it talk like bitches and they be saying things
And I know y'all booed up and that's cool, but did you know things change?
And you a good girl, but I seen good girls go play the same game
Turn to bad girls and make niggas rearrange things
And everything just turn into a blame game
Look at it like a watch, she could be a nice watch, you could get a plain Jane
You take that same watch, bust it down, it ain't worth the same thing
But it's gon' shine when the lights hit it, a little bling-bling
You add some diamonds to it, get a little shine into it
But think about it, take a good girl, add some wildin' to it
That's like a bust down Rollie, don't hold no value to it
And now you at the jeweler tryna trade it in
'Cause time is money, gotta watch what you spend
You can't make it again
I've been down this road with too many hoes and I can't take it again
Take me
Take me away, take me away, all my pain expensive
I got people tryna take me out like I ain't help invent 'em
Smell the venom like Baccarat and money on the menu
And I'll never cross nobody that helped me to a million
Why you even finessin'? I wasn't even checkin'
Look at yourself, bitin' the hand that gave you extra
Niggas tryna leave me for dead, but this ain't checkers
I act like I don't notice and then I bring it to your chest up
To the neck up
Aimin' at your head soon as I catch up
Too many millions, social media don't impress us
Too many feelings while I'm rappin', hope I don't mess up
I seen so many niggas switchin', I had to cut 'em off
So many bitches actin' different, we stopped fuckin' raw
I upped the score, I went for more, shit, I'm like, "It's up to y'all"
And you ain't gotta talk behind my back, you know my number, call me, mm
'Cause I heard they said I wasn't feedin' the team
I'm in the studio all night, shit, I'm like, "What do you mean? "
Shit, all them nights on private flights, feel like we livin' the dream
'Member we said we wouldn't let these bitches get in between
When people told me you was jealous, I just wouldn't believe (Believe)
And when niggas told me you was fuckin', no, I couldn't believe it
Compositores: Robert Rihmeek Williams, Anthony Cruz, Simon Gebrelul, Aaron Tesfagiorgis
ECAD: Obra #32104643