A Crete Beat Lyrics

Aye coast to coast mane im tryna do the most

I'm tryna take it there

Them folks got they hope in me my nigga

I'm not playing fair

I'm finna have it my way I am not finna play no truth or dare

State to state my mind still on the pape

But i can't cash a care

My girl so bad they stop and stare

She got them hoes so sick

The shit they pull fuck with my heart

Like number 3 up on the knicks

You ain't gotta believe in me

But don't be hating it make me sick

You fuck around and find out how i get when them folks get me pissed, I

Tick, they must forgot how this shit get or something

You tried to play me, you must think that boy a bitch or something

Excuse my french, Im tripping, Lord I repent

But some of these folks got me bent

I'm finally out, won't get in my head again

No doubt nigga i'm bred to win, you gotta know I ain't settling

I ain't put this shit on in a minute

I just might cop me a letterman

These niggas hate i'm ahead of em'

They had the lead i was letting em'

Fucking with me you gone end up in medical

My dawg chop got a reticle

She wanna lay up late at night

Can't find the time on my schedule

She love that i'm black as fuck like the Dark Knight

Get in with me, i'll better ya

I got some people in Heaven i miss

I treat a hoe like she never exist

My dawg shoot til that glock go click

Tell me pop it them folks ain't stopping shit

I'm mad, thinking bout folks that did me bad

I put niggas on and shit

I'm talking bout oopin' shit like Nash

I promise i still want a Jag

They snatching scats so im finna, pop it

Go get my dawg a cat, he tweaking don't know how to act

I love my brother like Cody and Zack

Stand on loyalty, like Johnny Gat

Told the label I need a million exact

And if they give it, I triple it back

She wanna leave i ain't trippin on that

I show them love they don't know how to act

Ima get rich and be giving out racks

I take my baby to go shopping at Saks