DMN

(ABL!) (ABL!) (Woah!) (Woah!) Yeah-yeah (Woah!) Yeah-yeah (Woah-oh-oh-Woah!) No I can't cure your broken heart, but I might treat it And I can't heal all of your trama, might relieve it And all that pain you got lil mama, I can feel it And now adays you say you lost all of your feelings Just pushed 'em down, someday gon' be sumn' you gotta deal with Say somethings off, tell me what you want and really mean it Yeah, say you want to to talk, tell me something with some meaning Yeah (Yahhhh), yeah Don't make shit up Try to conceal it I just want that real shit, that real shit Can't just be appealing (Ooo-ooo) Don't be playing all these games, that shit is lame, no we don't need it (Ooo-ooo-oh) All of that drama and that stressing you can keep it (Ooo-ooo) Don't get in my face, Imma say some shit have you overthinking (Crazy!) You the one who's rude, always intrude and intervening (Why you Actin' crazy?!) On anything I be trying to do you having a grievance (Damn baby) We just can't seem to even reach an agreement (Damn baby!) Sware your attitude is always so egregious (Why?!) (Why!?) You want to f*ck these dudes, I just want a few hoes on my penis (Yeah, yeah) Everyone I know, say ABL a fucking genius (ABL!) I be stupid stone, high as hell late in the evening On this microphone, I'm just talking to my demons Talking to my demons (To my demons!) (To my demons!) Know some Crips who keep that Iron, don't f*ck with Bloods like they anemic Countin' blue strips like the ones, 'member my pockets was balemic Watchin', strippers in the club like my views be lookin' scenic... I like my views they lookin' scenic Big stepper rockin' platform Steppin' on this platform Rockin' shows, yeah they love it everytime I perform Ya'll be lookin' sloppy need to work on your form You know how I'm rockin' yeah I got that work for 'em They be trynna copy like they my first born Trynna act cocky (Yeah-yeah) Trynna act cocky like he made his first porn (Good job!) Try to run up on me tweakin', serve 'em 30 got them percs for 'em (That's what's up) Yeah, yeah I can serve 'em, I can serve 'em, I can serve 'em, have 'em noddin' off (I can serve!) Talkin' like you trynna hurt me you a joke (What?!) (Who you gon hurt?) Imma have to knock you off! No I can't cure your broken heart, but I might treat it And I can't heal all of your trama, might relieve it And all that pain you got lil mama, I can feel it And now adays you say you lost all of your feelings