Wanna Be P lyrics
by Tre Loaded
[Intro]
(Say Breezy, haha)
Loaded, Loaded, no cap
Know what I'm sayin' (It's cap)
Woah, these n*ggas wanna be P
These n*ggas don't wanna be P, these n*ggas don't wanna, don't wanna, ayy (Haha, these n*ggas hoes, ayy)
(Brian produced this b*tch and you know I ate this ho)
Woah, ayy
[Chorus]
These n*ggas wanna be P, throwin' dirt on my name
Yeah, I rap, but I hang with some hitters
And I'm a real CEO, I can't go like no ho, you'll rather stay under a n*gga (Woah)
And I can send a few hits, but I wanna go do it myself, I'm a real go-getter (Bang, bang)
n*ggas be mad 'bout these b*tches (Go, go)
I'm leavin' my kids on her face like she my babysitter (Go)
[Verse 1]
You can't talk monеy with me, I had zero beforе my son knew how to read (On God)
Not on my level, before I made me a dollar off rap, I went up off of weed (On God)
b*tch, I'm the biggest, I'm in a whole different league, big dog, I'm a whole different breed (On God)
These n*ggas b*tches, I'll set it off like Monique
Slim thick, yeah, I like her physique (Yeah, yeah)
If you can't swim, bet' not jump in this water (Water)
And how I'm shootin', I need me an offer (I do)
Crossin' sh*t up like my last name was Crawford (No, no)
We'll take a n*gga top off like marker (No)
Ho do too much, I can't f*ck with no stalker (Never)
Bae, I'm a freak, ain't really a talker
Killin' the pus*y, she gon' need a doctor
This ain't no Scat Pack, b*tch, this a Hawker, go
High as the roof, I came up off the floor (Go, go)
I live my life like I been here before (Go)
If money callin', then I can't ignore
Wanna crib on the beach, tryna live by the shore (Yeah)
Rap what I'm livin', sh*t come from the core (Yeah, yeah)
Movin' this weight and this sh*t got me sore (Yeah)
Keep me hammer, I'm feelin' like Thor
And the n*ggas you f*ck with will hate on the low
[Chorus]
These n*ggas wanna be P, throwin' dirt on my name
Yeah, I rap, but I hang with some hitters (No cap)
And I'm a real CEO, I can't go like no ho, you'll rather stay under a n*gga (n*gga)
And I can send a few hits, but I wanna go do it myself, I'm a real go-getter (Go get you)
n*ggas be mad 'bout these b*tches
I'm leavin' my kids on her face like she my babysitter
[Verse 2]
Ayy, back to the basics
Balenci' runners, ain't wearin' no ASICS (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't have nothin', still knew I was gon' make it (Yeah, yeah)
Authentic n*gga, ain't do no fakin' (Yeah, yeah)
Don't f*ck with n*ggas, I really be facin' (Yeah, yeah)
My time is money, no time to be wastin' (Yeah, yeah)
Take a ho phone, we ain't doin' no tappin' (Yeah, yeah)
I got my own, I can buy a few places (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
Ayy, listen up, we throwin' ones, got the hoes pickin' up (On God)
Don't call my phone 'cause I ain't pickin' up (On God, on God)
Feel like Kirko, got that drank in my cup (No cap)
You better shoot, I ain't givin' nothin' up
n*ggas be cappin', they ain't hittin' nothin' up
Say you an opp, you ain't did nothin' to us (Phew, phew)
Was talkin' too much, so I put him on hush (Phew)
Ayy, this dope serve itself, never stood on the corner
Don't live what you rappin', you just a performer (Woah, woah)
I stay with my brothers, I'm feelin' like Warner (Woah, woah)
I came out the cold, tryna live where it's warmer
Talk to them people, then you an informer
I just want the head, don't need nothin' else from her
I might still f*ck 'cause I heard she a comer (Bang)
This ho ate me out of my clothes, Jeffrey Dahmer (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang)
[Chorus]
These n*ggas wanna be P, throwin' dirt on my name
Yeah, I rap, but I hang with some hitters (Bang)
And I'm a real CEO, I can't go like no ho, you'll rather stay under a n*gga (No, no, no)
And I can send a few hits, but I wanna go do it myself, I'm a real go-getter
n*ggas be mad 'bout these b*tches
I'm leavin' my kids on her face like she my babysitter, n*gga
[Outro]
Haha (Yeah), no cap, go, b*tch
You n*ggas can't f*ck with us, 'cause I stamp it (Bang)
Just let Flight hear me (Bang)
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