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I'm way too different to treat the same You still playing I already beat the game I'm not with the breakup the make up shit I'm on some wake up and cake up shit So no apologies just a pile of G's Make stacks for my niggas all my power G's Tryna to kick I don't like your soccer Curve a chick like a lipo doctor I used to think about how you would act When a nigga got money Now you done switched up on me Now you wanna say "what's up?" to me Okay so now you wanna make love to me Girl if you don't get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me Just be honest, girl, what you want from me? This ain't nothing new, keep it so 100 I can't let none of these niggas get one up on me I go by God-Tiller, you better run from me Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love money Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug from me SongtexteI'm high on life, that's what it does for me My numbers going up, I feel a buzz coming (one up) Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you And we like, bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me This the shit I don't condone Cheating on your man but you can get it if you want it Looking for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit Nigga taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, yeah Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you shut up? This the motherfuckin' 502 come up And every time I'm back in the city Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!) Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you And we like, bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me Look, you could've been and you would've been You get it now but you never understood it then News bulletin yup all our bullets tins I'mma pull a Benz up Pocket full of bands What's up with them get back texts Yes we wasn't working out time to get back flexing Same phone who's this ya I switched up on you What happened to old boy, oh he bitched up on you Now she want to ride stick, tryna witch up on you When I do want to cut I hit Rich up on you He came through with Tiller, I'm posted with killer Hit [?] like I'm with the young nigga young nigga And now it's T R A P S O U L, with the boy who rap soul [?] in the winter like Thanksgiving dinner Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift with lyrics You niggas stay far from me 'til your bitch get near it Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you And we like, bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me It get to a point that you know You get money it's like what is you doing it for So when you find somebody special it's like They become your motivation behind what you do You know what I'm saying (ya) You got a lady or you got kids (Of course) You know what ever you got That become your motivation (ya) You know what I'm saying (Motivation is key it makes it a whole lot easier Of course when you have somebody that is doing the same thing Or even just grinding just as hard it's really it's something it's) So what's your motivation (You) Aus Songtexte Mania