[Verse]
But we homes and motifs, we ain't roaming no streets
We ain't go to no police, you know they phonin' to me
Whole game ownin' by me, whole game wroted by me
Come in my alley and get folded by me, you know that it's me, yeah
Shawty, hit my line on a one-time ting
We can get it done by the time Mike rings
Yeah, we can get it done by the time my fling
With you ends on a bye-bye ting, ignore my things
As you walk out the door, not a call-a-line thing
Don't comе at my door, blastin' at me on .45 thing, uh
Got these pеople on my back and they tryna beg for something
Sorry, what you did for me, man, it equals to nothing
You didn't even put the thought in, you say that you love me, bluffing, yeah
But maybe, just maybe, you a good one
Not a steal-all-your-stuff-just-to-buy-out-the-hood one
Not a piggy-back-on-your-shit-'til-you-really-find-a-good-one
I thought SeaOh was a bro but he left me for some dumb ones, oh