Lyrics

My cup dirty, full of pain, I fell in love with sippin' lean Used to love trappin' them ounces, I got robbed, that shit had changed I'ma ride with an umbrella, I ain't tryn be drenched gang I get higher than a Eiffel, get a bitch with her french name I stay focused' in my lane, let God guide me through the way Every night I gotta pray, cause I ain't make it on that page I'ma keep this shit so G from in the streets up to the stage Ain't gon' say that I'ma change, I know I gotta fix my ways Use the streets to get some money, niggas out here wanna hate All this fake love in this shit gon' make me lose it for the game See a nigga eatin right, they wanna reach in off my plate Take a bitch down to my sheets, I knock her booze, I can't do dates But it's cool to shit all straight, take my L and don't complain Nigga, I can't even lie, that shit be fuckin' with my brain Niggas talkin' to they self, I'm droppin' tears over the cake I'm the type to talk a bitch up out her draws n make her wait
Writer(s): Santino Stafford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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