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Say I just paid my tithes for the week Bitch say she need me, I had to put her on her feet If she don't bring that back, it's beef Might be the same shit we doin' on them other niggas' streets Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling that iron for me Nah, it ain't no time for crying, yeah, bitch, it ain't no time for grief She know I'm rolling 'cause when I roll, I toss and turn, it ain't no sleep Bitch smart, she peep shit, she know I'm sneaking and geekin' Can't get out my head, I'm up stressing for no reason Knowing I done ran that money up for the season Why they wait to show love when you coming up? I don't need it I already came, bitch, what you coming for? Youngin been pushing Eddie Kane to get his money up Shit, he just trying to fuck the summer up Lil' one, I know where you coming from What you think they call me Sonny for? Two Drac's, two fifty clips and nigga, that's a honey bun I know it's fake, that shit you sip too cheap I don't drink no more, I'm done (Bitch, I'm done) Back end on bodies, the front end on guns I ain't keeping track of the score but if I was SongtexteSay I just paid my tithes for the week Bitch say she need me, I had to put her on her feet If she don't bring that back, it's beef Might be the same shit we doin' on them other niggas' streets Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling that iron for me Nah, it ain't no time for crying, yeah, bitch, it ain't no time for grief I got a cousin that act like O-Dog and one act like Sharif He pray five times a day and he don't really like to eat No, he don't fuck with that pork, shit, he barely like the beef But I know all behind me, he'll knock a nigga off they feet Shortstop, Chi Chi taught me set up shop on niggas' street Chop shop, better stop playing like I ain't get the game from Smiley I ain't left the crib, I'm watchin' Boondocks, getting game from Riley Got enough not to leave, it's up to me, I really ain't decided I'm on more than weed, girl, I ain't influencing you to try it Stop speaking on Corbin please, all behind that shit niggas died Don't do no recording me, in a world of weirdos, I rather hide You know pressure still get applied, I ain't even got to come outside Say I just paid my tithes for the week Bitch say she need me, I had to put her on her feet If she dont bring that back, it's beef Might be the same shit we doin' on them other nigga's streets Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling the iron for me Nah, it ain't not time for crying, yeah bitch, it ain't no time for grief Aus Songtexte Mania