I ain't lie, know what's happenin' with me bae? I'm a fucked up nigga, I ain't gonna lie, but I know that, the first day I ever seen you, the first day I been around you I know we was set up, I know this Aye, you know how you feel, like fuck how it look Fuck thinkin' about all that, I know how I feel You know what I'm sayin'? And my heart don't lie to me That's why I follow that motherfucker like that, super real, for real When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side No matter wrong or right, sayin' it's gonna be alright No one to hold you tight, no one to look you in your eyes As if it ain't okay to cry, you try to be the tough guy Think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire No one love you like I hope our love ain't expire Tryna figure out why he dyin' on the inside One day I'll get over my pride I knew I loved you when I met you, some say this don't exist (aha) Emotions captured had to have you don't care who you was with (aha) And your apartment office Seigen had a brief disagreement You move back to Houston, we went like three years without speakin' Now, I got back on drugs bad while I was still chasin' cheddar My heart was broke, soft and stressin' battlin' with my depression On top of that my team was shittin' on me harder than ever (no lie) Not a worry in the world whenever we was together (here you go) I flew you out to Miami, we laid up in the suites (up in the suites) Bathtub full of fruits, while I was rubbin' your feet (rubbin' your feet) We went to Bloomingdales, I bought us matchin' grey Theory sweats (grey Theory sweats) Said, "I ain't want you to leave before you boarded the jet" (boarded the jet) When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side No matter wrong or right, sayin' it's gonna be alright No one to hold you tight, no one to look you in your eyes As if it ain't okay to cry, you try to be the tough guy He think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire No one gon' love you like I hope our love ain't expire You tryna figure out why he dyin' on the inside One day I'll get over my pride Shoutout to Nard, that's my personal trainer He cool with you because of you, I now treat him like a stranger Big booty Shelby, I know things ain't work with me and your sister Best of what life has to offer, love, you still my little sister Pull up in Vets, hear the engines, eight-speed TipTronic transmission Four-door Porsche reminicisin', wishin' you was here with me I used to tease you 'bout your feet, we would laugh and we'd giggle And havin' breakfast on the beach, you don't know how much that meant to me Holding hands and entering to the mall, public affection When you and me don't need no bodyguard, I'm your protector FaceTime, and I can't wait until you call me, your special You had that problem, now that problem solved, he won't disrespect you Uh, uh, not helpin' When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side No matter wrong or right, sayin' it's gonna be alright No one to hold you tight, no one to look you in your eyes As if it ain't okay to cry, you try to be the tough guy He think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire No one gon' love you like I hope our love ain't expire You tryna figure out why he dyin' on the inside One day I'll get over my pride Not, not-not havin' love, not halpin' You know I haven't loved, not helpin' No wonder I respect you, love I'ma kill someone if someone disrespect you, love Ah, I see you lookin' at my girl Yeah, but she a fine girl Yeah, I love the way you whine, girl Oh, she from an Island, she be-, uh Ey, ain't no lookin' at my girl Think about they're tellin' me

Yes sir, I'm never standing out I'm never standing out, oh, oh Aye this big Gates right here talkin' Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me You know we all saw it You say I'm fake, that's your opinion, that's just y'all story Just face the fact I was y'all blessin', but y'all ignored it Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry I'm really that, the streets a vouch The people vouch The jail a vouch All the niggas in the feds a vouch We held it down while in the drought One of my cells a vouch I'm standin' out When it's beef, I'm never standin' down Stayed next door to Jermalo while in Saint John apartments Couldn't afford the rent, we moved with Grandma More like an orphanage The neighborhood ain't like us, say we came from New Orleans Had some fights, I slung some iron in Baton Rouge, you recall it Lee Lucas doing life, he left when I was eleven Had a job I did not like and started narcotic selling I do it for me, I feed myself, fuck who not willin' to help me We either die or go to jail, so what the fuck could you tell me Fully loaded MAC-11 when this pressure get applied Got a brand new Glock-9 and I keep it by my side You took the side of that lil' boy, done out of hatred, no question Draw ya sword, get met with brute force, no second guessin' (up here) Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me, you know we all saw it You say I'm fake, that's your opinion, that's just y'all story Just face the fact I was y'all blessin', but y'all ignored it Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry I'm really that, the streets a vouch The people vouch The jail a vouch All the niggas in the feds a vouch We held it down while in the drought One of my cells a vouch I'm standin' out When it's beef, I'm never standin' down Still honor Tommy Wraith for everything he did for me, I was loyal Got betrayed, it came with great disapointment I thought we was under that law, but your nephew's an informant Put the folks in my business, gotta set court appointments Gotta suit up with lawyers, damn, this how we rockin' They copyrighted my name and wanted one million dollars The label laughed in my face, I had to pay out my pocket Young Money closed the door and ain't nobody wanna sign me Travis Newman looked out, we in the apartment, we grindin' If you want 'em wholesale, just pull up and we got it Shout out to Ms. Connie, my heart on Carolina I put diamonds in the T-O-P and all in the bottom I ain't never change up, let's get that understood I'm in that 70805, I show love in my hood I ain't never change up, let's get that understood I'm in that 70805, I show love in my hood Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me, you know we all saw it You say I'm fake, that's your opinion, that's just y'all story Just face the fact I was y'all blessin', but y'all ignored it Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry I'm really that, the streets a vouch The people vouch The jail a vouch All the niggas in the feds a vouch We held it down while in the drought One of my cells a vouch I'm standin' out When it's beef, I'm never standin' down I ain't never change up, let's get that understood I'm in that 70805, I show love in my hood I ain't never change up, let's get that understood I'm in that 70805, I show love in my hood

Advertisement Listen to "Movie" "Movie" So what would you say has changed I ain't goin lie it's a different experience far as you don't think for yourself anymore You put yourself last and you know Out in California recording What the fuck got a text message Kevin just started IPhone on FaceTime This is important A home birth, this a first Dreka havin my daughter Watchin on the iPhone Thought that it was a boy Thinkin I gotta get home catch a flight to New Orleans Gonna pick up my car I gotta drive to Atlanta In that order Me and persialogo on the highway On that water Only stoppin for gas Think my Porsche in the garage Up the stairway in charge And she ain't open her eyes until she heard me talkin Man I can't explain the feeling thug Shit was crazy She was born November 30th Nigga ain't thought she was goin be here for Christmas Already missed a birth of one, maxi plate when he do Back in Baton Rouge for a video shoot T and dreka blowin up my phone Probably all day long I got too much goin on I'm right down the street Everything goin wrong In the back of my mind I'm like what the fuck do they want From me I'm only one man And it's hard to operate when it ain't no sleep (It's hard to operate when there ain't no sleep) Women's hospital where she was admitted Posed to be there for 12 baby due any minute Experiencing complications baby no longer kickin Perform a c-section doctor gotta go in and get em But that's alright I'm the type up under operator lights Umbilical cord wrapped around his neck he came out it was fine Surgeon wiped him off and passed him I grabbed him Can't get him off my mind Cryin on my lap Satellite video finished right back to the block It's a movie My life a movie It's a movie I don't like to do no actin But I know my life could be a fucking movie And he was born like December the 18 Be mad at me if I'm wrong but I'm pretty sure it was December the 18 A long ass nigga too Big mufucka about that long Lookin like he could really see what I'm talkin about Li heazy you don't understand that lil mufucker about that long Listen to "Movie" Enter artist/album/song to search lyrics form

Talk On Phone Been a gangsta you can check my fingers, I don't talk on phones Black coffee, sippin', chillin', thinkin I don't talk on phones Bad bitches blow my line up daily I don't talk on phones Just got a text, hit back check on my baby I don't talk on phones Data towers giving up location I don't talk on phones Transaction next day make the papers I don't talk on phones Wiretaps lead to open cases I don't talk on phones Kept it solid, see through poker faces I don't talk on phones Dirty dollars, just jumped out the booth, then went bought a Cou Wanted millions, with respect like Menace all throughout the booth Really thugging, ball shake back from nothing, I could work the streets To the ground, out of town with killers, won't sleep when its beef Hit yo phone, pull up by myself, and I play for keeps Talkin' reckless, you could keep yo necklace, see me better eat It's on the Bible, I'm the last survivor, dirty slip on cleats Business discreet, spilling my guts to no bitch, that make me unique Hitta on the table jumping (Hello?) cell (knock knock) Hol' up I'm coming Check the camera, oh that's Chuck? Let em in and take his money What you got? He spending twenty? Take this fifty, get back with me 1.0 weigh on the digit Grams I'm lettin' em go for fifty This that drop no soda whippin', I'm the sickest in the city Stripper shakin' ass and titties Money I throw counterfeited Yeah I told you I was ignant, bitch I meant it really really I got dope behind my ear Under my New York Yankee fitted

ISO, ISO, ISO Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah She get so high, she get stoned She get lit, then she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin' Ayy, ayy Dealin' with this fame (Fame) Dealin' for this love before my name got so big Shootin' in the paint (Swish) Baby girl be sippin' on the drank (Drank, drank) She get high, she get stoney She never leave from my side She never leave a nigga lonely I know shawty that gon' ride I knew she my ride or die Point your hands to the sky 'Cause, baby girl, that's where we goin' She get so high, she get stoned (She get stoned) She get lifted, she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin' I could take away from the pain (Take away) Get you cars and houses up in yo' name (In yo' name) Keep that shit a hunnid, all I'm sayin' (All I'm sayin') You be geekin' out this world, don't you babe? (Don't you babe?) She be turnt out, ex-nigga burnt out With the Lambo, go on 'head and burn out Boy, that's my bitch, what is your concern 'bout? She look straight, man I got lil baby turned out Super Prada, the way that you turned out Diamond in the rough that I picked out (Gang, gang) She get so high, she get stoned (She get stoned) She get lifted, she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin'

I've seen now, well, I've seen failure a few times, more recently than before actually Y'know, it's quite interesting how much more complicated things get when you become Quote on quote, "rich and famous" I said, I said quote on quote because, y'know, one man's rich can be stuff from poverty And it's hard to explain that when you're so narrow minded, seeing the world with two eyes shut And I realize that now some people can't feel what they haven't seen So there's no point in me trying to explain my troubles, huh It's not that I don't think that anyone cares about- I think, like, it's up to me to fix or deal with them, y'know? I kinda look at everything, like, well, no matter what, I mean, it could be worse Y'know, like, okay, say, say, like, I lost a finger, okay, well, I still have nine Or, or even like, when someone broke into my house I felt like, well One certainly needed more than I did, these things are replacable, y'know? It kinda just helps with stress levels to think that way, y'know? Kinda like, uh, it could be worse, oh, well Easier said than done, I'm sure, huh But failure? Oh man, failure, that took time to understand, y'know? Like, failure doesn't mean defeat, more so, like, try again, shit, try even harder Revise your steps and rewrite your future Failure to me isn't, like always a negative thing More so, more so like just a way to relook at things, and you never know how close you are to success

Buddah bless this beat It's us! Strappin' the keeper, mm, uh (hit 'em with the Jab) Keepin' the keys on, uh, yeah Keepin' the keys to the Wock', I'ma pull out (boys) Go, okay, slatt Yeah, 'crete Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out Gimme the keys to the 'crete, I'ma pull out Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out (skrrt, 'crete) Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma, uh, skrrt, uh Go, I'm on the top of that shit, yeah Okay, okay Earl On The Beat (okay, concrete boys) Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out Gotta wear condoms 'cause I do not pull out (yeah) Walk in the spot, 50 deep with the tool out They know that it's us, show out at the cookout (slatt, go) We getting money, don't care 'bout what they on (us) Finger fuck hunnids at home all alone, in a suit with a stick like Capone (beep) Bo for the Jackson, like shamone I took the chrome to chrome (shamone) I took this bitch, I boned (beezy) I made her leave her phone, yes (yeah, oh) Who said we ain't made records? (Go) Rich-ass still eating Checkers Still pull up, double decker (boys) Still control the whole Mecca Still that nigga, still (still) I still fuck her, I will (will) Might put this bitch in my will (will) (Man, you're gon' do what? This nigga trippin', I'm from, nigga) (It's us!) Chill Fuckin' this bitch in the hills, I ain't even lick her, she wet as a eel Ew, nigga, I'm just talkin' (oh my God) Get on these beats and I'm not even rappin', I'm literally flossin' and walkin' (walk) Get on these beats that I'm literally walkin', on God, I really be flossin' (walk) Bitch in the sheets, hit that bitch from the back, put the pussy inside of a coffin

Lil Boat! Baby girl this ain't a dream I keep like 6 in my jeans Everything ain't what it seems But I'm really rich, what you mean? Oh baby come blow a young fellow like chello I wanna stuff you then lick you and stick you Just like a lil rello I'm too complex, shoulda, called me Marc Ecko Hunnits all over the floor like rose petals Chains on my neck like I won a gold medal I'll pop her shit just like kettle Fuckin' with me, you'll get lost in the sauce like... oh oh I got 22 diamonds, they're brighter I stay with my shooter and he'll put that heat to your head like hairdryer Nigga never been a liar No, no Free all my real niggas locked up Bitches come 'round when the stock's up I give a fuck if you're not us I give a fuck if you're not us I thought you knew I ain't give a fuck Ice on my neck cost a Tonka truck Please do not call up my phone if it's not 'bout bucks I ain't ever been a runner up no Cry me a river, bitch get out Nut on her face, that's my kids' house I'm from the South like a slave's house We just count money and fuck on these hoes We just count money and fuck on these hoes Yeah, yeah If you ain't gettin' money, you broke, bitch I ain't never fuck with no broke bitch Fangs on my teeth like a fork, pitch I mean pitchfork, damn I'm gettin' brain like a dork Young nigga hopped off the porch My bitch do white like Scott Storch Ain't no nigga gonna extort me Beam at his head like Hindu Beat up that pussy like Ryu Pussy so bald just like Caillou He'll pay a band to get by you Young nigga, I do not tie shoes I really don't give a fuck I'll drop that nut on her butt Young nigga nasty as fuck Chrome to his head like Daft Punk Don't make me open my trunk Bro got the gas like a skunk He been servin' from the jump, oh