What you say Tre Dae? Huh? Huh?
What you doin'? (Oh yeah) Hahaha, sleeping
You finna go to sleep? (Oh yeah) no, not now
Why you up then?
Okay Tre, goodnight (Oh yeah) goodnight
I love you (Goodnight, oh yeah)
Say, "I love you" i love you
I ain't write this shit
You gon' like [F]this shit
Niggas hatin', wanna bite my [A]shit
F*ck on [C7]they ho, I make her bite my [A]dick
(BNYX)
Niggas plottin', they gon' bite this stick
We went from stɾugglin', now in paradise
(Paradise, oh yeah)
We went from sleepin' on [C7]the floor
(yeah) , to [C7]Fettucine
Shrimp and [Bm]ɾice (Oh yeah) i'm on [C7]the block
(yeah) , I'm shootin' dice (Shootin' dice
Oh yeah)
It's ten a pop, my [A]young niggas sellin' green
(yeah)
But other niggas movin' whitе (Oh yeah)
And I ain't never lеt a f*ck nigga play me
So tɾy and [Bm]take some (yeah)
Brenda havin' baby
My babies gon' make a way for [Dm7]'em [A](yeah)
They know daddy gettin' cake, get the play
Ain't wait for [Dm7]it (They know)
And I just pray my [A]baby mamas don't
Hate and [Bm]keep 'em [A]away from me
'Cause all [Em]my [A]life I'ma feed all [Em]of mine
By any means be [Am](yeah)
I got [Fm7]partners doin' life for [Dm7]a crime
I still ain't seen (yeah)
I swear to [C7]God this ain't the
Life that I wanted, but bitch, i need it
And f*ck a job, bitch, all [Em]my
Kids gettin' bigger, so look, i'm skinny
All my [A]life I seen nothin' but death
(Haha, yeah) , but death (yeah)
I just wanna put a Grammy [A]on [C7]the shelf
Oh yeah
(Oh oh, yeah, oh oh yeah) , yeah, yeah
Oh oh, yeah, oh oh yeah
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma scrape the plate 'til it's nothin' left
('Til there's nothin' left)
Did it on [C7]my [A]own, nobody helped (Nobody)
So I feel like, "Oh yeah"
(Oh oh, yeah, oh oh yeah) , yeah
Oh yeah (Oh oh, yeah, oh oh yeah) , yeah
My pockets fat, used to [C7]be [Am]thin
(Used to [C7]be [Am]thin) that ain't my [A]nigga
But we used to [C7]be [Am]friends
(Used to [C7]be [Am]friends)
I used to [C7]ɾide a bus, now I'm in that Benz
(I'm in that Benz)
And we ain't have much, just a little bit
(Little bit) but that little bit that I had
I went and [Bm]turned it to [C7]a lot
And then the hunnid dollar bill I had
I turned it to [C7]a knot (yeah)
F*ck all [Em]them [A]niggas that had switched up
They turned into [C7]some opps
My partner got [Fm7]locked
It hurt my [A]soul because he turned into [C7]a cop
And nowadays these hoes ain't no morals
They just postin' and [Bm]shit (yeah)
Post after post, like [F]who they fuckin'
Who they suckin' and [Bm]hittin'
And she say she don't want that nigga
If he don't drive a Bentley (What?)
And that same ho stay with her mama
She stay boostin' and [Bm]stealin' (Ha)
Lil' bitch, you [A7silly if you [A7thinkin' he
Gon' make you [A7a missus
And all [Em]these hoes want a ɾing but
Can't do shit in the kitchen (No)
And all [Em]that ass you [A7post on [C7]IG
He just waitin' to [C7]hit it (yeah)
Soon [C7]as he quit it, you [A7get mad, bitch
We know how you [A7livin' (yeah)
All my [A]life I seen nothin' but death
(Haha, yeah) , but death (yeah)
I just wanna put a Grammy [A]on [C7]the shelf
Oh yeah
(Oh oh, yeah, oh oh yeah) , yeah, yeah
Oh oh, yeah, oh oh yeah
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma scrape the plate 'til it's nothin' left
('Til there's nothin' left)
Did it on [C7]my [A]own, nobody helped (Nobody)
So I feel like, "Oh yeah"
(Oh oh, yeah, oh oh yeah) , yeah
Oh yeah (Oh oh, yeah, oh oh yeah) , yeah