I know you heard of the boogie man I am that nigga he woulda been
Hoodie on like I´m the reaper though 17 deep in the sprinter van I heard they tryna get equal though I would not let them get even man She told me she trying to get into it But I know these bitches be sneaky man Murder she wrote murder all she wrote I can go Boogie or Artist flow I probably got every car you drove I probably fucked every broad you know Bitches think I´m a target, no Want me to take you to Bonnies, no Run it up see how far we go Double up but be cautious though I know they hate seeing me in first class I´m a young nigga wearing her mess I came up from the big x And Came home to a big bag
Imma big boss and you big mad Fuck around and die by my respect I got blood all over my christans From all my oppositions Fuck all my oppositions Like every pair damn loubs now I got blisters And all of my day ones got caught up in the system If she don´t want me ,I fuck with her sister I´m so grimy when it comes to these bitches I hit her then end up going missing I´m up now there ain´t no more hard feelings Its cool I just put her in the friendzey I just had to put her in the frenzy I swear they don´t wanna see me happy They just wanna see me in my feelings Used to me a little nappy nigga now I’m nappy with a couple million
On the come up they was laughing at me Now they fucking with me cause I´m winning Now they say I´m acting different This shit change you when you really in it These days I can´t come complain Still get laid I swear I used to not get paid I´m back to my old ways Tech hoodie on No chains First pair of new balmains Had me feeling like Kurt Cobain I embarrassed all my fly things On the floor seats at the ball game I got mad saint Lauren shit I told em’ nigga personally call me Gotta stab bitch niggas in the streets I ain’t even gotta call B
They be mad hoes after shows they following me to the lobby Imma asshole when they come to that I don´t want you bitches to love me But thats just cause I get it Been in my bag for a minute I just flow with it They all in my business, but They just do not get it Blood on my shoes I´m sinning, yeah New E.R.D getting yeah A lot of niggas dress just like me But its alright i already did it, yeah Niggas wanna rap just like me But its okay i already did it, yeah Aliante got me icy W´s up I´m Winning W´s up I´m Winning
And I told her that I loved her but I didn´t care And if I expose her It’s because told my business, yeah I’m kinda like povi In a business man I’m a business man I miss my nigga V12 and Montana man I remember back when we was younger I wish you was with me sitting in this benz Now when we talk the convos being lamgos cause you in affairs Got a little heart , getting used to all these millions I keep a minimum wage Gotta little heart talking to you Through a phone Knowing I can’t see your face Nigga with a wire Started fucking with you nigga
What the fuck did you say Told you , you ain’t gotta sell grills No more nigga, but you did anyway I wish they give you bell You woulda Been with me today Real shit just 3 on my call