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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BHM Pezzy
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory Morgan
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stunnah Beats
Producer
Sez On The Beat
Producer
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Huh
Someone tell me why
It get cold when it's hot
Someone tell buddy he gon' die when he try
I'm helping everybody else
Pain mine
Put to the side
He was 16
Like God blinded, he ain't see 25
And like P' always happy
But they don't see when I'm cryin'
My bitch, got her a old soul, she could tell when I'm lyin'
This shit ain't get handed to me dawg
I had to go grind
I ain't F-ing with you, even though I fell out of time (ph)
"Life get hard", that what pops had told me (huh)
Pause the whole beat and hear the pain through the vocals
Try to run me on the track
And
Watch the train run'em over
Saying they would ride
I heard everything but a motor (huh)
Put it in and pull out when done, bitch, like a VCR
Moss-berg get to pumping chests, like its CPR
Sleeping on the kid, yeah they all off a Xanny
Bitch was born with a BBL, she ain't have to go to Miami (ph)
It took a month for me
To find
What I was searching for
And if she gorgeous just like a blunt and she gon' fuck ?
For sure
The same bitch you give your heart
Will hurt you to the core
The same **** you call "dawg"
Go through your back door
(Chorus)
Sometimes, intentions ill
Sometimes, shit don't be real
Sometimes, I feel a thrill
Sometimes, I wanna chill
(uh-uh, oh oh oh)
(Uh-uh, oh oh oh oh)
(Uh-uh, oh oh oh)
(Uh-uh, oh oh oh oh)
(Bridge)
Huh, yeah, you gotta close that back door
, you see what I'm sayin'
They can come in lowkey, kick that bitch in
(Tuh, phew, huh)
(Verse 2)
Pezzy make'em mad
Pezzy make'em pout
They don't know shawty gon' slang that stick like it's a mouse
I live like ____ , but it's the cash before the clout
Ill get the baddest bitch and sell some ass
If it's a drought
And if you ____ , I'ma tax ya
Not the original (hm)
Whole time they playing in your face, TV mounted
Demons all around me, yeah I feel I'm surrounded
Sitting in the cell make you feel like you grounded
Few months of your sentence your lil' main ho getting pounded
Pain turn me up every time
I can't down it
If it's, squares in that circle
Then that circle won't get around me
Free for all blue
Should of seen some red
I'll pound town it
I'ma pull up drinking
Make me feel like _____
Aye these hoes , they here to take it, made me feel like robbery (huh)
Chains on my neck
She ride me like Ferarri
Play the young hoe
Like ps5
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Put me in a position
I'ma show you ion need ya
I Won't put you in my mix
You bit a hand that
Was feedin' ya
Let a lil' bitch go
She put yo business
On the media
Went from a hundred to 2000
These hoes getting ' greedier
I carry a weight
Just pick me up
Soon as I need it back
Knife in yo hand
When you told me
You was gon' pat my back
Riped you out the plastic
Wasn't nothing new
I had to take it back
She just talk over and hang up
When I be spittin' facts
(Chorus)
Sometimes, intentions ill
Sometimes, shit don't be real
Sometimes, I feel a thrill
Sometimes, I wanna chill
(uh-uh, oh oh oh)
(Uh-uh, oh oh oh oh)
(Uh-uh, oh oh oh)
(Uh-uh, oh oh oh oh)
Written by: Gregory Morgan