The Way n*ggas Go lyrics

by

Big Mali


[Refrain]
That's true, you right
n*ggas ain't sh*t, my n*gga say he gon' do better
I can't trust no n*gga, my heart cold, I need a sweater
Think that I'ma love another n*gga, b*tch never
n*gga dumb as f*ck, how could you think that you would fool me?
So much hate for you my n*gga, I grab my two-two-three
n*gga broke as f*ck, he need to get his sh*t together
Last n*gga f*cked me over had to meet Beretta, hello?

[Verse 1]
I don't understand why n*ggas always on some fool sh*t
I don't understand why n*ggas hit me on that bullsh*t
n*gga say he swervin' but he flexin' in his mama's sh*t
Flexin', boy stop flexin', you know damn well you ain't poppin' sh*t
n*gga try to play me then you know that I'll start droppin' sh*t
Catch a n*gga home and I'ma go'n and grab the chopper sh*t
If I try to leave, this n*gga beggin' me to stop and sh*t
I don't give a f*ck about that sh*t n*gga
n*gga you don't own sh*t, you can get your own sh*t
Please don't call my phone, leave me alone, get your own b*tch
Ask me if I'm home but I'm on with the dome b*tch
And I'm in my zone, face the 'Wood, that's my last hit
Why the f*ck you worried baby? You is not my n*gga
Had to get a n*gga with some money, pockets bigger
f*ckin' with my heart, my finger restin' on this trigger
I don't got no heart, I shoot your mama with the pistol
Flexin' in that message, baby I had to dismiss you
Thinkin' that you own me n*gga, that's your f*ckin' issue
Pass him to the team, he ain't for me, he for the clique, move
But you ain't my n*gga, I can't trip and I can't fix you, ayy

[Chorus]
And I wish I never met you
Should've kept it pushin', this all started from a text too
I can't trust no n*gga 'cause his love for me is crucial
Wish that this was real, some sh*t that I can say I'm used to
Lyin' textin', and you tellin' me to keep my cool
Grab my tool, you act a fool, but listen, you is not my dude
So I cannot trip, I cannot flip over the sh*t you do
But I should've knew from the start that you was f*ckin' fu

[Verse 2]
Why the f*ck would I even put my trust in you?
Late night, this sh*t hit my ass right out the blue
But I'ma stunt on a n*gga in my Jimmy Choos
n*gga lame as f*ck and it's the same so f*ck your cue
And if you want a problem, call my brother, he can solve 'em
You a n*gga I can't fight and so I just go grab revolvers
Draco in the back, it clap, I aim at your f*ckin' noggin
n*gga you can't f*ckin' play me, save it, I am not your side b*tch
Um, yeah
I don't understand why this n*gga keep playin'
That is not the same sh*t that you was just sayin'
Say you wanted her but treated me like I'm the main b*tch
And

[Chorus]
And I wish I never met you
Should've kept it pushin', this all started from a text too
I can't trust no n*gga 'cause his love for me is crucial
Wish that this was real, some sh*t that I can say I'm used to
Lyin' textin', and you tellin' me to keep my cool
Grab my tool, you act a fool, but listen, you is not my dude
So I cannot trip, I cannot flip over the sh*t you do
But I should've knew from the start that you was f*ckin' fu

[Refrain]
That's true, you right
n*ggas ain't sh*t, my n*gga say he gon' do better
I can't trust no n*gga, my heart cold, I need a sweater
Think that I'ma love another n*gga, b*tch never
n*gga dumb as f*ck, how could you think that you would fool me?
So much hate for you my n*gga, I grab my two-two-three
n*gga broke as f*ck, he need to get his sh*t together
Last n*gga f*cked me over had to meet Beretta
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