Romeo & Juliet ft. Taysty Lyrics

How to begin

See with this story it starts with the end

She was destroying his heart for revenge

And He was deploying his art with a pen

See he used to toy with his bars for pretend

But This is more than to follow a trend

He was annoying to all of his friends

Because the boy could spit right off the head

One night it all went

He got upset

She said boy go take you a rest

Wake up in the morning

You Sure to forget

Hearing him snoring and shorty a mess

He gon remember how Shorty got bread

Shortly pretense

He Saw the way she dressed when she left

Wearing the dress that's as short as it gets

He lined his pockets with twenties and tens

She left her pocket book top of his desk

He had to check

Too curious

He had a check

Benjamins, Rubber bands

She got envelopes

Hundreds within

This shit heavy. He holding his head

He said "holy shit"

Walkin around he holdin his head

Yeah

Walk out the crib and He Holdin a tech

Lightin a spliff to lighten the stress

Holdin it in. He holdin his breath

He goin to get this shit off of his chest

Got the address that the envelope said

Walk in the crib and he noticing men

One with his hoe and he holdin her breast

Then he unloaded on both of the men

Loaded it again

Put that shit straight to his head

Yeah

As he pressed his piece he addressed

Her saying "bitch it's time for you to confess"

She looked at him with her face Unimpressed

Then she said that was her pimp

The only one makin her wet

Even then

Your shit wasn't the best

You've got an XXL complex

Thinkin u could kill them

They got some goons they could send

Who gon leave you like them

Screw loose in your head

He said "I love you til the end"

Then he pressed the tech to her temple instead

Yeah yeah

Now She Holdin her breath

I think you get the rest

Next who showed up the feds

They ain't make no arrest

They found both of them dead

LOVE STORY

ROMEO JULIET

Uhh yeah yeah

Fuck Juliet

Yeah yeah

I would never kill myself over bitches

You know the code

It's money over bitches

Rather get rich or die trying with interest

If we gon front them

we charge them some interest

Yuh

Takin his bitch she get down with the sickness

She sayin it's too many inches

I'm in the Lamb

Scrapin the rim

Say she a fan

Say she my Kin

She don't understand

She following trends

I get to the bag

She can't pay her rent

IT IS WHAT IT IS

Yuh

TOO MANY CARS

TOO MANY CLOTHES

NEED A NEW CRIB

Need a new crib

I get to the bag

She can't pay her rent

IT IS WHAT IT IS

IT IS WHAT IT IS

Fuck Juliet

I been up late

High on a grind

Too many women be thinking I'm fine

I tell 'em I don't got the time

So get the the fuck up off my line

Theres so many calls I decline

I just want a piece of the mind

Kick back and recline

I like how you look from behind

Hit it and quit it I don't get the digits

I send my best wishes right after I Fuck up your spine

I think that the feds on the line

Recording the call

Therefore I cannot recall

What none of them bitches have said I'm sick of it all

Load it and cock it and put it back down

Roulette on the table I spin it around

I don't wanna die yet

I'm on diet

But the bullet too big to digest

Call in a riot

I'm getting violent

Call out the silence

Quiet (shh)

Get me a pilot

So I can fly it

Wylin' on a private island

Don't know the numbers that I'm dialing

I'm in the penthouse stylin'

You wanna do what I do but you trying

If I said I was then I would be lying

Say that I love you

Leave after I fuck you

But still you gon come thru

Said that I trust you

Yeah we have fun too

But what is that gun do

Please put it down I know that I hurt you

But I know that you flirt too

I swear that they lying don't know What you heard of

Bitch you committing a murder