Mean To Me lyrics

[Intro]
It's Thirty, what up?
What up, Leechoppn? (My n*gga Lee, I think we got another one)
Huh, come on
I just gotta talk to y'all about some right quick

[Verse]
Told 'em I'm not regular, I move like the president
I came up off sellin' sh*t, now tryin' my best to quit
Gave a ho my heart, she broke it, so I found a better b*tch
n*gga ran up and died, he didn't know what he was messin' with
My phone sayin' that I'm blocked, but hopin' my message sent
I know here cooch' can take this bag but I'm hopin' these extras fit
That n*gga dead, so why they still goin' over the evidencе?
I been said I keep a Glock, I'm not the one to wrestlе wit'
Come on, I put my b*tch on punishment, she bein' mean to me
Hm, she keep goin' to the doctors and bringin' green to me
Hm, it cost me to come outside, I can't be seen for free
Hm, when I pop out the car, they stare, I got some bling to me
Come on, you ever f*ck wit' me, you stuck, it ain't no leavin' me
The streets done made my heart cold, so bring some heat to me
Huh, before these chains, I used to shine, I never needed these
Huh, but every time I go see Mike, I attend to leave wit' freeze
Huh, I got a bad b*tch on my phone say she believe in me
Huh, I told her, "Don't talk me to death, invest some cheese in me"
But I'on even need your pape', just roll some weed for me
Come on, I'ma love you as long as you f*ck me, cook and clean for me
Come on, I'm not gon' lay up wit' you, bae, I got some pape' to make
Huh, you say them hoes really your friends, well tell 'em make a Chase
Hm, I'on really pop out to clubs but I like Ace of Spades
Huh, you start your day off wit' some love, you gon' see greater days
Huh, I got a thing for .223s, they cause major pain
Huh, you can't claim you out the hood until your neighbors change
Huh, all I wanted was the pape', I'm sick it came wit' fame
Huh, this sh*t startin' to feed my kids, I guess I can't complain
Come on, when I wake up, I brush my teeth and put my ice on
Huh, I feel like sleepin' wit' my blick, it make my life long
Huh, swear to God I'm gon' get rich, I bet my life on it
Huh, you n*gga is not certified, it ain't no stripes on 'em
Huh, money is not everything, it do not make you real
Huh, I never did nothin' to them n*ggas but they hate me still
Huh, I been a G, I rode my bike without trainin' wheels
Huh, I'm in the D, Ri in the A, but we acquainted still
Huh, sometimes I call to talk to Cee and I can hang wit' Will
Huh, why every time we out to eat, you never claim the bill?
Huh, I'on even like these pictures, I'ma hang 'em still
Huh, sometimes I don't feel like I'm loved, I just be payin' bills
Huh, my hood startin' to hate on me, that's why I came to hills
Huh, all this motion that I got, that sh*t came from reels
Huh, they told me that I can't smoke no more, so I been takin' pills
Huh, baby, Tay is not an artist, he be paintin' cribs
Hm, lil' bro got Roblox on
Hm, I put the whole block on
Hm, I got my old Glock on
Hm, I used the stove top wrong
Hm, my hood a no fly zone
Hm, how many 'bows I own?
Hm, bro got [?] on
Hm, ain't no robots on
Come on, me and you are not the same, you don't got no block on
Hm, I carry my blick in my hand, you gotta hold my phone
Huh, dog trap been kinda slow, he tryna hold my phone
Huh, my uncle sh*t was red, he said he had some nose dye on
Huh, I'm surprised I don't use, my whole family did
Huh, big bro deal wit' hardware like Handy Manny did
Huh, I only started movin' grams 'cause my granny dead
Huh, I make all the pape' you see, nobody handed me sh*t
Huh, they like, "What happened to your hand?", I put my hand in sh*t
Huh, first it was Boat Bag, now it's [?]
Huh, I hate gettin' asked questions, I can't stand that sh*t (My n*gga Lee, I think we got another one)
Like, are you really tryna see what my answer is?
Huh, allot of sh*t get on my nerves, so I be needin' drugs
I spent allot of nights alone, I probably need some hug
Bro hit the sh*t wit' Quinine to keep the fiends in love
Huh, the one I had went to the feds, I need a plug
Hm, I'on love her, I just use her to get my rocks off
Hm, this b*tch head so stupid, it blew my socks off
Hm, I ain't never been before, let's go to Top Golf
Hm, bae, I can't open up this pint, come take the top off
[Outro]
Come on, n*gga
Real Money Counter, MINE sh*t, b*tch
It's Thirty