70th Street Carlos
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[Intro]
Can't trust a... nobody faithful
Look, prayin’ for me 'cause my... hateful
N***as... ones who you go out the way for
Real... on my team like them n***as play for me
Uh, uh, I ain't talkin’ maple
Finna, yeah, bang bang
Look, look, 'sup with it? Uh
Look, look, brrah, look
[Verse]
I can't trust a bitch 'cause ain't nobody faithful
My mama prayin' for me 'cause my heart hateful
These n***as fake, it be the ones who you go out the way for
Real hitters on my team like them n***as play for me
I be sippin' on syrup, I ain’t talkin’ maple
Finna get another line, I ain't talkin’ taper
I be on that hot take, I just love the flavor
I put it in, she told me, "Boy, I feel it in my navel"
I'll cut a bitch off quick just like some fuckin' cable
N***as stay beggin' but can’t bring shit to the table (What you gon' bring?)
Don't wanna talk, don't call my phone if it ain't 'bout no paper (It's over with)
They say life a gamble, well get the dice and shake 'em (Shake 'em up)
N***a 'posed to be makin' money, they let money make 'em (Old bitch ass)
Five on his head, well give it here, shit, I'll take him
Police get behind me, shit, I'll shake 'em
Run up on me, brrah-bah-bah, as-salamu alaykum
Ain't never hated on no n***a, that don't run up in my blood
Fuckin' with bitch ass n***as, man, you act just like a stud
Everything I got, I earned, bitch, I got it out the mud
Let me know what you wan' do, bitch, we can get it up in blood
Hold up, wait, I'm full of lean
New Glock with the beam
N***a, it ain't what it seems
Bullet hot, it make you scream
Brrah-bah-bah, smash your whole team
Old bitch ass