On God n Nem Songtext
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On God n Nem Songtext
They act like your round
When your drip makes em drown
That′s fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
You told me you′d hold me
When you just want my rollie
That's fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
Alot of friends dat was in my circle Are squares now, outta shape
Bitches come to me whit they hand Out
Fuck out my face
I got a whole new plan now so if I die Today
Have my funeral at the fair grounds Make em pay to ride this wave
And they gon pay that shit cuz all I Make is hits
No time for friends and relationships
Cuz they just hate and bitch
I used be so impatient when it came To datin chicks
I took my time, wrote the bitch tape Now all my exes play this shit
Give a damn if they got love for me
That lonely hit different when Money keep you company
This codom aint slippin, no need for You to cum for me
If my daughter cute as a button and Yours look Ug Ah Lee you won′t get no son from me
I know that I′m a work in progress
I'm just taking my time
Engaged today single tomorrow, call It changing my mind
I plant seeds whit these lyrics like I′m Gardening
The realist nigga unsigned and that's on god n nem
They act like your round
When your drip makes em drown
That′s fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
You told me you′d hold me
When you just want my rollie
That's fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
It′s Y1 for P R E Z in ya speakers haa
You want a verse but ain′t tryna pay For the feature huh
These bitches now a days some real Strange creatures huh
Mad cuz I walked out yo life so you Kept my sneakers huh
You bitches do anything for attention
Making sex memes, and showing ya Titties for likes and mentions
But as soon as you done Pullen that Camera out
You start to cry cuz you reporting live from ya grandma house
You need some mental gps, shorty You lost as Shit
Instead of shakin ass teach little brad How to wash a dish
And the way you niggas move is so Fraudulent
Worried about Lebron n nem, Instead of where ya father been
Tell a nigga no once and he start Actin aggy
I'm the same age as you nigga, I′m not ya fucking daddy
These young bulls out here raising Themselves
I'm raps razor Ramons the god givin Em Hell
They act like your round
When your drip makes em drown
That′s fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
You told me you′d hold me
When you just want my rollie
That's fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
When your drip makes em drown
That′s fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
You told me you′d hold me
When you just want my rollie
That's fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
Alot of friends dat was in my circle Are squares now, outta shape
Bitches come to me whit they hand Out
Fuck out my face
I got a whole new plan now so if I die Today
Have my funeral at the fair grounds Make em pay to ride this wave
And they gon pay that shit cuz all I Make is hits
No time for friends and relationships
Cuz they just hate and bitch
I used be so impatient when it came To datin chicks
I took my time, wrote the bitch tape Now all my exes play this shit
Give a damn if they got love for me
That lonely hit different when Money keep you company
This codom aint slippin, no need for You to cum for me
If my daughter cute as a button and Yours look Ug Ah Lee you won′t get no son from me
I know that I′m a work in progress
I'm just taking my time
Engaged today single tomorrow, call It changing my mind
I plant seeds whit these lyrics like I′m Gardening
The realist nigga unsigned and that's on god n nem
They act like your round
When your drip makes em drown
That′s fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
You told me you′d hold me
When you just want my rollie
That's fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
It′s Y1 for P R E Z in ya speakers haa
You want a verse but ain′t tryna pay For the feature huh
These bitches now a days some real Strange creatures huh
Mad cuz I walked out yo life so you Kept my sneakers huh
You bitches do anything for attention
Making sex memes, and showing ya Titties for likes and mentions
But as soon as you done Pullen that Camera out
You start to cry cuz you reporting live from ya grandma house
You need some mental gps, shorty You lost as Shit
Instead of shakin ass teach little brad How to wash a dish
And the way you niggas move is so Fraudulent
Worried about Lebron n nem, Instead of where ya father been
Tell a nigga no once and he start Actin aggy
I'm the same age as you nigga, I′m not ya fucking daddy
These young bulls out here raising Themselves
I'm raps razor Ramons the god givin Em Hell
They act like your round
When your drip makes em drown
That′s fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
You told me you′d hold me
When you just want my rollie
That's fraudulent
Fuck all of them
And that's on God n nem
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