2Luv

Lyrics

[Intro] Turn your back on me, why you run from me? In the streets lyin' to your big homie Tryna catch his ass like a real goalie I'ma face his ass like the real Broly Said he wanna kill me, but he gotta show me Turn him to a ghost, they get real holy We gon' roll his ass like a rolly polly If I ain't bring my mask- (It's DJ GREN8DE) brody got it for me (I love you Jae) (Four3va) (I love DJ GREN8DE) [Verse 1] Think I'm lackin' nigga, but I'm lookin for you I get active nigga, take your shooter from you I'll run up on you, put that fye up on you It ain't nun' to me, I'm a real gunner And I'm in the town, feeling like the summer You don't show me signs that you really love me Try to take mine, it gеt real ugly Know I'm street smart, I'll send a dummy Turn your back on me, why you run from mе? In the streets lyin' to your big homie Tryna catch his ass like a real goalie I'ma face his ass like the real Broly Said he wanna kill me, but he gotta show me Turn him to a ghost, they get real holy We gon' roll his ass like a rolly polly If I ain't bring my mask, brody got it for me I be off the drugs, but I ain't never sober Catch me in the rain, in the Range Rover Once she seen my fame, she gon' bend over Know her nigga lame, she wanna come over I ain't comfortable, I got no closure All my partners died, I got no answers And my momma strong, she just beat cancer Got a pole on me, like a dirty dancer Know I'm sliding for you if you right or wrong I'm a street nigga, this a love song I've been writing letters, when you comin' home? I don't see your face, only on the phone Take 'em on a chase, know I'm gettin' gone Goin' state-to-state with these different hoes Yeah, they all the same, they just wanna bone I don't know who to call, I got two phones [Verse 2] Keep a hunnid' wit' me, nine-ninety-nine Know Kyra lookin from the heaven skies You a fake nigga, that's a disguise I was born to sin, need a baptize I be tryna spin on the opps' side But it's hard to spin when you ain't outside Get you knocked off, we comin' inside Ain't no rental, baby, this a G-ride [Verse 3] Me and you, we like Bonnie and Clyde What I do? Know I'm steppin' on shit, block-ice You play with my whoa, I won't think twice I got demons that I need to fight I did bad things in a dark time, comin' to light I just roll up, then I put the smoke in the air, nigga, like a kite Ride my dick, ride it like a bike I fucked up, it's gon' be alright I don't give no fucks, still be killin' dykes I don't switch up, boy, I'm on the block, nigga, shooting dice My bro locked up, nigga, eating rice She got good head, nigga, like lice And don't mean mug, we don't play nice