Bipolar II

Lyrics

[Intro] G-G-G-GL-GL-GL Productions [Verse 1] Uh, yeah, that's my baby, I love her I get goosebumps every time that I touch her So fine, center of attention But lately when I'm in it, shit feel a lil' different Is it? Nah, mane, I think I'm trippin' That's my gal, dog, I know she wouldn't play a nigga No answer 'cause she probably at the crib sleepin' I ain't beefin', I know my lady ain't creepin' [Interlude] You know that bitch ain't creepin? Nigga, is you stupid, nigga? Every nigga fuckin' that ho, mane That bitch a bitch, nigga You better lock-in on that ho, nigga A'ight? [Verse 2] Bitch played me, can't lie, bro Nose wide open with a blindfold Hotter than a pyro, sad thing is the whole time, Pro' Ride time cuffin' this down slack, five-oh It's all good though, you know I had a side ho Just to be еxact, matter fact I had five more Smashеd her best friend, had her sneakin' out the side door [Verse 3] I get the feelin' that my city 'bout to finally win Boys shinin', feelin' like it's '05 again A lotta handshakes, a lotta unity A whole lotta "I could do for you if you could do for me" Yeah, I know it's 'bout to happen This whole movement, I'm 'bout to blow up with this rappin' And it's all love, we all reppin' Every nigga helpin', puttin' it down for Texas [Interlude] What, nigga? Man that's ol' realest shit I've ever heard in my life, mane You don't know them ho ass niggas, mane, fuck these niggas, dog Kill or be killed, nigga, fuck them [Verse 4] Ahh, ain't none of these niggas fuckin' with me And if they sayin' that they was then they just fuckin' with me Fuck a movement, ain't none of these niggas friend of me Corny ass rappers is I ain't most of you niggas weak They backstab 'cause they kin to me, my enemy So my only enemy is my fuckin' inner me Fuck a in-crowd, ain't none of these niggas in the street (Man) [Verse 5] I be trippin', reflectin' on what I'm sayin' Just a product of a nigga rejectin' his medication No harm meant, I'm prayin' that they could bring my meds Nah, fuck that, I swear I meant everything I said Throw a concert, invite all the new names to do it Paint that bitch out then I'ma fly a fuckin' plane into it Now that's the same as stupid, the fans love me, boy Bitch, I am you, and why the fuck is you cuttin' me off? I ain't (Yes, you did), insane (Yes, you is) I wanna break away (But you can't), man, let me live [Outro] Damn, man like Fuck these ho ass niggas, mane Real talk, man I got this shit on lock, boy I extend my apologies to everybody Propain, bitch Who was offended, man, I-I Fuck all y'all niggas, mane That nigga You remain my motherfuckin' partner, nigga That nigga behind me, man, I-I can't control that nigga, man like Where the blunt? I don't hear, cost to the hip, bitch That's not me, man for real I'm out here, mane What up, nigga