Lyrics

Bands on Bands Girl you want the finer things Damn My (nig**s) on deck Mehn they got the Glock on they hand KYD Was twenty when I wrote this Boy had a dream she didn't notice Ayy Momma couldn't get a whip Funny how we got a grip Daddy made us (fuc**NG) flip Damn Man the times we was starving ayy Yeah the times had me crying Man it's (fu*k) a sleep My (nig**a) kept on thinking deep Cuz if you sleep My (nig*a) she gon' motherfu**ing slip Out the mud ayy Say my (nig*as) got it out the mud ayy Man (fu*k) what you gon' say ayyy Say my (nig**as) got it out the mud ayyy Say we got it out the mud nah nah mmm KYD I was stressing I was stressing I was reminiscing all the time that I had no cash on me Where u at where u at when I had no dime on me I was stressing on my phone I've beeen trynna get the paper trynna get my mama out the bando Yung (nig**s) out the mud ayyy calling my phone ayyyy All the (bit**es) open wide ayyyy girl take me closerrr Yung (nig**s) out the mud ayyy calling my phone nah nah mmmm From the trenches what you know bout the trenches She be squeezy like a teddy Cuz she see me in a Bentley Beamer yeah the Bs and the Bentleys Lately I've been feeling Lonely all the time Baby make me rhyme Baby made me cry What is on my mind Pain pain pain yeah Said I'm all alone yeah KYD I be stressing I be stressing I was reminiscing all the time that I had no cash on me Where u at where u at when I had no dime on me I be stressing on my phone I've beeen trynna get the paper trynna get my mama out the bandoo Yung (Nig**s) out the mud ayy Calling my phone I'm all alone ayyy
Writer(s): Michael Cherechukwu Kayode Okonkwo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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