[Intro: Vory]
(Cannot love a—)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)
(I tell my—) Aye YB, let's pipe 'em up, bro
Hitmaka (Yeah)

[Chorus: Vory]
Yeah, I do not fuck with these n***as, I stay in my zone
I stay in my mode
Yeah, the shit that these n***as be braggin' about, I done did it before
And I know it's hurtin' they souls
Yeah, yeah, and I know it's hurtin' they souls (Yeah)
Hey, I keep my shooter outside, hе parked in the front
Don't know what thesе n***as be on
See, I do not trust these n***as, don't fuck with these n***as
I'm good on my own
Bring 'em like six Ms on my lonely, know I'm good on my own
They know that I'm good on my word, they talkin' the bread and price on they head

[Verse: Neek Bucks]
Girl, I only spinned that boy' block 'cause they love me and they gonna do what I said
Boy, ain't no pickin' or choosin', it's up with whoever 'til one of us dead
I tend to think 'bout my dead homies, I was thuggin', I could've been them
I got like twenty racks in my Amiri jeans, boy, I couldn't wait to win
Please let me know where he hiding
You say it's up, n***a, slide then
I couldn't believe how them bitches was treatin' me, I had to run it up
Yee, please keep them boys out my way 'cause you know that them n***as ain't one of us
Yee, I popped these Percs in my system for pain, I know they gon' numb it up
Yeah, I lost myself in this shit, I don't know how, but I had to backtrack
Yeah, I don't wanna hear 'bout no opp, we gon' wipe that boy nose, n***a, that's that
I was so broke in the trenches, I couldn't believe it was that bad (Geek)
And please let me know if it's smoke 'cause boy, we on go
[Chorus: Vory]
Yeah, I do not fuck with these n***as, I stay in my zone
I stay in my mode
Yeah, the shit that these n***as be braggin' about, I done did it before
And I know it's hurtin' they souls
Yeah, yeah, and I know it's hurtin' they souls (Yeah)
Hey, I keep my shooter outside, he parked in the front
Don't know what these n***as be on
See, I do not trust these n***as, don't fuck with these n***as
I'm good on my own
Bring 'em like six Ms on my lonely, know I'm good on my own
They know that I'm good on my word, they talkin' the bread and price on they head

[Outro: Vory]
(Cannot love a—)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me—)