St8 2 it

Let me get straight to it How can I fake losing Taking all my energy, like damn, I can't even waste movements Yeah, let me get straight to it Let me get, uh, uh, uh Let me get straight to it Let me get, uh, let me get, uh Let me get straight to the rack And if I leave I ain't coming back, Pulling her hair in the tracks She hate me so damn much like damn, can't even run it back But I still love you though I'ma see you at the front of my shows Brain so good like AP Honor Roll Like how did it get that good? Oh shit you was practicing Matter of fact go back with them, I don't want to hear no accidents Lying to my face like baby damn, I thought you was abstinent Everybody got they own lies, I don't want no soul ties Let me get straight to it How can I fake losing Taking all my energy, like damn, I can't even waste movements Yeah, let me get straight to it Let me get, uh, uh, uh Let me get straight to it Let me get, uh, let me get Let me get straight to it Real sack pusher, I never got no fake to it Bitches roll they ass when I tell them that I make music They like, boy, stop playing, get out my face Well I'ma take my money, my case, And you never see this face again Talking bout ion make no music, well bitch, yeah, I guess I don't One day I'ma be famous, but you blocked, guess you'll never know This is just example, boy, don't talk to me, I air it out He say he catching bullets, okay, bet, I'll make you run route Okay talk to me real quick Niggas spending years for perfection, man, I press skip I don't want to hear about no cheers or no questions Bitch, I'm shifting gears, hear my muffler, bitches ruffling Calling me temptation, nigga, I ain't even David Ruffin I don't know how many clips I got, just shoot until it's nothing Momma said I'm one and one, I think she right though Cause every nigga I face up against, it seem like they ain't there Shorty said that she don't f*ck with me, well, bitch, I don't care Talking like he gonna do that shit, well, man, you know he scared If I really pulled up on your block, I wouldn't miss shit Brody kept on shooting up that chop until he heard Click, click, nigga Click, click, nigga Yeah, he talking all that shit, but he a bitch, nigga Why your girl look better than mine? Nah, switch nigga Let's get straight to the rack Let's get straight to the rack, bitch Let's go straight to the rack Let's go straight to the, yeah Let's go straight to the rack, bitch Let's go straight to the rack, let's go straight to the Yeah Let's get straight to Bitch, let's get straight to I don't wanna talk that shit, just straight to it Straight to it Straight to it