Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
MO3
Vocals
Lyrics
You know what I had to do to get on
Don't need all these ****, so I'd rather be on my own
'Cause one day, these **** gon' try and take 3 out his zone
And I be damned if I let 'em 'cause I gotta make it back home
Baby mama got a phone call, hello
Another bitch playin'
About where I be and where I fell asleep
You know, shit that they been seen
Look, meanwhile I'm on the other line with my dog
And somethin' ain't right
They shot up his mama house, his up his brother
He died in a hospital, yeah, we on strike
I feel his pain, know that he angry
Crazy who got him, his partner was hatin'
Lied and finessed 'bout a block of cocaine
His bitch said I'm up, but I won't say her name
Now, I'm talkin' to the Lord
And I'm askin' God keep me safe, but I'm worried
But now, I'm talkin' to the devil
Now, he tellin' me that we should go and kill 'em first
Ready to get 'em, I won't see the hearse
The gift that I got is so good that it's cursed
They want you to make it, just not farther than them
The realest shit I ever heard
All for the dollar, I get it, me a top shotta, don't get murder
Up under my sweater, big Beretta, it's whatever that's on my word
You know what I had to do to get on
Don't need all these ****, so I'd rather be on my own
'Cause one day, these **** gon' try and take 3 out his zone
And I be damned if I let 'em 'cause I gotta make it back home
That bitch that I'm lovin' wonderin' who callin' her phone
She say that she love me, well, I'm hopin' that I ain't wrong
'Cause I'm just tryna eat, baby
It's been hard for me to sleep lately, lately, yeah
Watch out for friends, they say that they got you
But really, they watchin' you, hopin' you fail
Emotional feelings take over they body
But don't wanna tell you, so they get jealous
They look in your eyes and won't tell you the truth
But you see the snake and it's startin' to get loose
Get down on my knees and I pray I don't shoot
One of my **** tryna cross me, yeah
I fell in love with the bitch, it don't matter
'Cause she did me wrong
She play with my freedom, I said I don't need her
I got up and left and now she on her own
Block on the phone, leave me alone
I don't wanna talk, ain't no lover no more
Pain in my body, got hurt on my soul
And watch what you say or somebody get smoked, yeah
The ones that you was raised with
Can see the shine you got and now they wanna take it, yeah
The ones that you was raised with
Be the main ones to put you in the grave, bitch
You know what I had to do to get on
Don't need all these ****, so I'd rather be on my own
'Cause one day, these **** gon' try and take 3 out his zone
And I be damned if I let 'em 'cause I gotta make it back home
That bitch that I'm lovin' wonderin' who callin' her phone
She say that she love me, well, I'm hopin' that I ain't wrong
'Cause I'm just tryna eat, baby
It's been hard for me to sleep, lately, lately, yeah
Written by: Melvin Noble