AMOR

Only real niggas that I'm pleased to be working with Big dick energy way back before she saw the dick Business partner got a stick too Talking lotta sticks You ain't had to turn a brick into another party trick Me alone had to do things way out the comfort zone Things you ain't had to do alone for the fun of it And let and your pastor could get along Career long I'm trying not to be alone Struck out my luck while I was trynna f*ck on this money Nigga hop out my truck man I slept in the Audi Cos if these walls could talk they'll probably tell on your story Do it look I'm shouting? Called my sister on accident man I know that she love me Won't be pity parties on Valentines cos she got me Only called you called me from a séance High to the top like a Leer Amor Still ain't ever been to Vegas But these are the times that make us Drove her car into the pavement Young nineteen, no license I see mirages in the desert I ain't getting in my knees I'm from the dirt The realest image of the driver of the hearse I talk to God cos we got as high as the Eiffel And God don't like no ugly Most of my partners waiting on trial They got love for you Until you turn the rival You never see what's right in front of you until you spiral She got titties and a craving for the semi My new bitch, not a catfish She the kit Got my dick up in it Blue jeans And I sleep all in it Cos I'm god like Me and god like to mix the brisk with the four pints still in it Snuck up behind him She was trynna f*ck on his money Sounds familiar everybody had to suffer in silence Cos if these walls could talk they'll probably tell on your story Do it look like I'm shouting? But only cos you called me from a séance High to the top like a Leer Amor Still ain't ever been to Vegas But these are the times that make us Drove her car into the pavement We was young nineteen, no license