Emotions

Yea Look Ain't too many that be wit me Especially if my heat wit me Big Zoe in the V wit me And he make philms like P wit me Niggas be mad at a nigga for no other reason than I do my own shit Oxymoronic cuz how Ima slip in the spot If I carry my own grip Cut the dreads still wavy Same dirty .380 Still got that Jamaica All my goonies from Haiti Told my shooter only big guns Now he hate dracs like Pusha T I can't see none of these little rap niggas Out here pushing me Westmoney Zoe what the f*ck you expect When I'm in the spot Ima f*ck up a check They see who it is they know who I be I don't need ID They give me respect I been the best And I been i vet Make my opps hop in a vest Doing burnouts in a vette Wit the leather seats color vinaigrette Niggas said that I changed up Cuz my change up Nigga change what We don't be in the same places We don't f*ck on the same sluts Used to have little dreams about pulling up In a red range truck All that fake tough talk on the internet Really don't faze us Nah All that fake tough talk on the internet Really don't faze us Nah Da Don Yea