How It Be (Explicit)-Lil Poppa

How It Be (Explicit)

歌手:Lil Poppa

时间:2023-06-23

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作词 : Christian Hamilton/Janarious Wheeler/Ofer Shaul Ishai/wilson whitlock

作曲 : Christian Hamilton/Janarious Wheeler/Ofer Shaul Ishai/wilson whitlock

Say I just paid my tithes for the week

*** say she need me, I had to put her on her feet

If she don't bring that back, it's beef

Might be the same ** we doin' on them other niggas' streets

Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be

I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe

But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease

Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling that iron for me

Nah, it ain't no time for crying, yeah, ***, it ain't no time for grief

She know I'm rolling 'cause when I roll, I toss and turn, it ain't no sleep

*** smart, she peep shit, she know I'm sneaking and geekin'

Can't get out my head, I'm up stressing for no reason

Knowing I done ran that money up for the season

Why they wait to show love when you coming up? I don't need it

I already came, ***, what you coming for?

Youngin been pushing Eddie Kane to get his money up

Shit, he just trying to ** the summer up

Lil' one, I know where you coming from

What you think they call me Sonny for?

Two Drac's, two fifty clips and nigga, that's a honey bun

I know it's fake, that ** you sip too cheap

I don't drink no more, I'm done (***, I'm done)

Back end on bodies, the front end on guns

I ain't keeping track of the score but if I was

Say I just paid my tithes for the week

*** say she need me, I had to put her on her feet

If she don't bring that back, it's beef

Might be the same ** we doin' on them other niggas' streets

Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be

I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe

But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease

Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling that iron for me

Nah, it ain't no time for crying, yeah, ***, it ain't no time for grief

I got a cousin that act like O-Dog and one act like Sharif

He pray five times a day and he don't really like to eat

No, he don't ** with that pork, shit, he barely like the beef

But I know all behind me, he'll knock a nigga off they feet

Shortstop, Chi Chi taught me set up shop on niggas' street

Chop shop, better stop playing like I ain't get the game from Smiley

I ain't left the crib, I'm watchin' Boondocks, getting game from Riley

Got enough not to leave, it's up to me, I really ain't decided

I'm on more than **, girl, I ain't influencing you to try it

Stop speaking on Corbin please, all behind that ** niggas died

Don't do no recording me, in a world of weirdos, I rather hide

You know pressure still get applied, I ain't even got to come outside

Say I just paid my tithes for the week

*** say she need me, I had to put her on her feet

If she dont bring that back, it's beef

Might be the same ** we doin' on them other nigga's streets

Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be

I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe

But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease

Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling the iron for me

Nah, it ain't not time for crying, yeah ***, it ain't no time for grief

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