My Side of The Story

Lyrics

[Chorus] I ain't gon' lie, I thought I got— (O's up, never Gz, you heard) But she wasn't the line Like, then I start breakin' her spine She like, "Dee, wait, give me some time" T-thirties, Glocks, .40's and .9s That's what I came with Beat up the box, now she wonderin' why I did all this waitin' When she call, I decline Like, bullets singin' like Jason Lil bitch, why you waitin'? Come pop it and shake it, now look Baby get naked, how many niggas got hit on my block? Tatum, snake 'em, backdoor baby, I'm really dangerous You is not one of us, we do not claim him Flamin', that's what I do wit' the jack, I gеt anxious [Verse] Nigga, this is the '04 Mavericks, not Pistons I threw two whеn I had the ratchet, call me Irving when I got the Smith & .30 stick, this shit got a ladder This shit like gymnastics, so you better run faster No more free Thirty-three pimp Can't talk 'bout what we did in the pad, that was mad tough Go back to the subject, thot tryna line me? Okay, bitch, like I dare you (Like I dare you) Like, I dare you to try me, put the beam on yo' head Shit lookin' like hockey, who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me when I up at your scholatti? Nobody, I sip lean in my cup wit' a deuce and a fourth (Now look) Let me tell you my side of the story (Uh huh) I lost shorty right up in his glory Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout me right now, when you listen to this beat you can see right now Like, I know how it feel, when you like thirteen Chasin' your dreams and you tryna be thirsty Ayo mama, I won't let 'em hurt me (G-get away 'cause this bitch tryna curse me) [Chorus] I ain't gon' lie, I thought I got— (O's up, never Gz, you heard) But she wasn't the line Like, then I start breakin' her spine She like, "Dee, wait, give me some time" T-thirties, Glocks, .40's and .9s That's what I came with Beat up the box, now she wonderin' why I did all this waitin' When she call, I decline Like, bullets singin' like Jason Lil bitch, why you waitin'? Come pop it and shake it, now look Baby get naked, how many niggas got hit on my block? Tatum, snake 'em, backdoor baby, I'm really dangerous You is not one of us, we do not claim him Flamin', that's what I do wit' the jack, I get anxious