Finesse

You can't show love you get finessed So there's no heart in my chest I heard niggas turned fed They left me for dead They put two racks on my head They gonna need more bread If I put two pounds on your head Them boys gonna be dead You can't show love you get finessed So there's no heart in my chest I heard niggas turned fed They left me for dead They put two racks on my head They gonna need more bread If I put two pounds on your head Them boys gonna be dead Diamonds round my neck I'm off this X and off these meds Ooo she love the spread, she know I love the bread She always wanna text me but I love that hoe on read But you can help me count these bands I'm known to get a check I be stacking money, you just blow it to no end You cannot disrespect the dead I rather flip it and invest You can't show love you get finessed So there's no heart in my chest I heard niggas turned fed They left me for dead They put two racks on my head They gonna need more bread If I put two pounds on your head Them boys gonna be dead You can't show love you get finessed So there's no heart in my chest I heard niggas turned fed They left me for dead They put two racks on my head They gonna need more bread If I put two pounds on your head Them boys gonna be dead