They Don’t Want It

Lyrics

KP: Let a nigga talk stuff put em on blast Petty ahh nigga keep hating thats sad I beat'em up bad now his body get drag I took your chick now nigga you mad It ain't my fault she didn't want you She wanna kick it with the real niggas chill with the crew All I know is get to the lu , we dont care about you or you or you Ball hard cause i can , im tryna get these stacks in my hand If he talk that he betta be about that I dont really talk that we can bump it out NG man im straight from the south Where you talk boy you'll get punched in the mouth My dudes go hard when they bust in the mouth Where im from you'll be lucky if you make it out Chorus:(x2) They dont want it, I promise they dont want it I been hustling 24 hours man i swear that i been on it yeah Dee Smith: Okay, I know these niggas dont want it Most niggas I know man they phony And they really tryna clone me Cause they girlfriends be all on me NG be live & direct Tryna get this deal and then that check They dont want it man who next Man im balling like Brooklyn Nets Tryna get this money like a income tax We be balling no stepback Your girl Instagram man i might tap that Nigga keep talking he gon get smacked Dont come at with that drama Be like KD get shocked with the Thunder AK with the clip look like a comma Man im in the White House chilling with Obama Chorus:(x2) KP: Lately I learned not to trust no chick They'll smash your homeboy then flex on you quick Man these chicks round here make me sick They swear they all bad and they think they the ish If you funny homeboy I'll cut you off quick And I promise you people you won't be missed Swoops round here they dont get kiss We dont show'em no love they hate that ish Hard out here tryna make it My life ain't gravy and i ain't gon fake it A handout man i ain't even gon take it God gon bless me one day and I'mma make it And I'mma keep believing in him and you can hate it One day I'mma ball I'mma buy me a Mercedes Yall keep hating me keep hating Everyday i pray to God that we make it BUT! Chorus:(x2) Dee Smith: KP said he gon cop a Mercedes Your girl on me like she a apron Tryna get to the money like its destination Got your girl in my room and she getting butt-naked All these niggas be tryna flex But his girl hit me with a text Asking when we gon have sex Girl we see through you like you a net Man these niggas dont really want it I go ham these niggas bologna I'll leave that nigga body right there in the onan And your girl got played like Sony Its a tough world but life ain't easy Got your girl nose running like she sneezing Like John Cena these niggas can't see me The feds be watching me like I'm a TV Chorus:(x3)