[Intro]
Trillo Beats, you did it again

[Rylo Rodriguez]
Street n***a, you know thugs need love too
I know that you're loyal, they can't judge you
I go buy some jewelry 'fore I judge you
Crazy, I still be wantin' to fuck you when I fuck you
Too many broken promises
Them hoes sick, we make 'em vomit
Hit from the back, girl, come here, stop all that runnin'
Fuckin' like we on curfew, want me to come in
But I cannot give you all my time 'cause it's money
And you're a reflection of me
You keep your .9 on you, I'll keep my .40 on me
N***as play and it's smoke behind you, like you was wearing a bookbag full of weed