Write Me

How could you lie to someone that was down for you Busy lil nigga he still find the time for you Pour out his heart on his track i dont rhyme for you I’d rather get money not sit down & cry for you This the type song you just kick back & ride to This the type pac that ah take you to skymoon The life i been living , the life i applied to It seems like good niggas the ones that get lied to Mention my name & i bet we gon' slide to Where ever you stay piece of cake to come find you How you be fucking with bitches i cried to I aint a snake but im bouta come slime you I dont assume shit but i know you dont like me One shot to his head bet it f*ck up his psychee I just do it for checks what the f*ck is a nike If i get locked up who the f*ck is gon' write me It wont be a nigga i know that fashooo Come to the trap you get checked at the door Turn the lights off, i cant see where im at i really just know i been getting that dough On the road i been thinkin about hoes Ima nigga cant control my hormones I really miss you i just want you to know This time apart & its driving me crazy F*ck all that shit you know you my lil baby They dont want to see me happy they say that im saving Thats just them hating dont care what they saying Just gotta stay focused we gon' get that paper She wanted to f*ck with me nobody made her She get on top ride & me like a skater Texting that bitch said f*ck her & i hate her I fucked that bitch before you & you ate her They dont f*ck with you if it aint beneficial F*ck is your issue slide with them pistols These missiles a fly right through you, tear your tissue We got them beams ill be damned if i miss you Put this gun to your lips “muah” tell em kiss you Makin these songs but whole time i would diss you Hope they do you dirt hope them niggas trick you Making these plays, if you play we gon' clip you How could you lie to someone that was down for you Busy lil nigga he still find the time for you Pour out his heart on his track i dont rhyme for you I’d rather get money not sit down & cry for you This the type song you just kick back & ride to This the type pac that ah take you to skymoon The life i been living , the life i applied to It seems like good niggas the ones that get lied to Mention my name & i bet we gon' slide to Where ever you stay piece of cake to come find you How you be fucking with bitches i cried to I aint a snake but im bouta come slime you I dont assume shit but i know you dont like me One shot to his head bet it f*ck up his psychee I just do it for checks what the f*ck is a nike If i get locked up who the f*ck is gon' write me