Block 8 (Blure)

Bro, bro, that's not the most beautiful thing ever Everyone is the dupest thing ever Everyone is the dupest thing ever I hope I get to tell you what I'm bout to do But lately I done made it up the avenue Lately I just look at all my phone and I see all of these motherfucking calls and I don't really answer, I'm not chilling I'm just trying to get it and you know I'm bout to prosper for it I didn't really start it from nothing, that shit I killed the flow Lately with the bros, always blowing hoes That's the AKish, that's that Kelly in the air You don't understand it my nigga, you not there You cannot relate, or concentrate Focus on the money, then I elevate Then I dilate, like the people stay focused I'm just trying to understand what's up Engineer, you master, you're trying to nail my crop I'm trying to get into the fashion where you be on And by that time she actually called back She actually told me that she actually trying to let me hit that I was excited, had to dive in there and dive in And I almost forgot that I had to dive in there and dive in Protected, but that's the message, you need to get this All my niggas wanna get this off they checklist Baby you should just sit down and actually think about it But if you ever doubt it, you probably think about it Sit in your room and actually wonder if this nigga really spitting bout his life Or he spitting bout the game, or he spitting bout it right I never trusted her, but why did I do that shit tonight I never loved her, but why did I do that shit tonight I'm fucked up, I'm lit I had a couple bitches in the crib, they was lit too I ain't never understand the issue Lately you just need a fucking, here's a fucking tissue Here's a fucking tissue Don't cry, let me wipe your tears I'm just trying to make it anywhere Maybe not here, maybe not there I wasn't really meant for that, but I stayed there Anytime you waited, I'm still there I knocked at the door, I really want more More of your affection, more of your attention But you're just not getting it Maybe I'm too emotional, maybe I don't get it Balls so sick, they really don't get it This statement being perfect, I really been worth it I'm just with the pen, I really don't surface I just pull up lightly, then I dive in rightly They don't understand, they will slap you like I'm Spike Lee Emotions getting twisted, these bars are really gifted But this is not a situation for you to act like you been the one who's uplifted Just snap my fingers twice, let my boy know that I hit it He won't let me know that we hit it, that's on sight I never trust these fucking bitches, so they all right I keep them close though, I'm really trying to hit tonight I'm really trying to get into that spot where I can get lit tonight Maybe that's the type of life we live Maybe that's the type of life you wanna live Maybe I don't know if you've got a little f*ck to give A little f*ck to go, a little f*ck to know You gotta let them know, let them fucking know It's that nigga Weezy, he back up on the fucking flow I don't really miss my nigga, uh-uh, hell no I'm really trying to make it out though, trying to make it out though Out of the damn bando, out of my damn mama house So I can chill up with my niggas, tell them what we about Where we park another Wraith or a Rollie Check the time, moving slowly, moving fast Slow motion, sipping potion Baby girl, let me get it, let me go, man This the type of shit that you just hit when you about to actually get the fucking lick I'm about to let you let these niggas know what I'm about to map out I calculate my steps and I'm just really about to figure out Baby girl, tell me what you about Now baby, just close your mouth I'm really trying to let you get that kind of attention Lately I've been chasing money, chasing all of affection I'm just trying to get inside, trying to get inside Trying to dive inside, so baby don't hide Baby don't hide, emotionally pride Uh-uh, f*ck