Testo Staying to Myself - Rob49
Testo della canzone Staying to Myself (Rob49), tratta dall'album 4GOD II
You hear?
I'm floating, it's five in the morning, yeah (the boss)
And we stand 'til-
You know what I'm sayin'?
What he said?
Yeah, I been, I been, I been stayin' to myself
'Cause I realized them niggas wan' see you losin'
When you up (losin' when you up)
And I realized that blood ain't always thicker
Than that water (thicker than that water)
And I realized my hoe gon' fuck me harder when I spoil her (yeah)
I clean up nice, just like a maid
I'm doin' what they can't (doin' what they can't)
Yeah, ballin' hard, Lebron James, goin' loco in the paint, nigga
You can bring her water, you can't make a bitch drink, shit
I done gave her game, but I can't tell her how to think (at all)
Yeah, in and out it (yeah)
I'm still dealin' with them flaws that I can't tell nobody (can't tell nobody)
I'm tryna calm him down, lil' bro got way too many bodies (yeah)
He really live that shit he rap
He don't just rap about it (he don't just rap about it)
I made my city hotter (hot, hot, hot)
She want her a turnt up nigga
I get turnt up in her, huh (I get turnt up in her)
Love and lust, two different things
So I don't love these bitches, huh (so I don't love these bitches)
How you switch like that?
Lowkey, I used to love this nigga (yeah)
Support me when I'm down, but you stop soon as I got bigger (quick)
Money taller than Shaq (yeah)
Shoot my shot like K. Durant (yeah)
Chillin' behind this five percent
Still clutchin' behind this five percent (yeah)
Doin' that shit my daddy did (yeah)
You would think my daddy pimp (yeah)
I ain't have no money to pay my lawyer, I still owe this nigga, uh (yeah)
Yeah, I been stayin' to myself (yeah)
'Cause I realized them niggas wan' see you losin'
When you up (losin' when you up)
And I realized that blood ain't always thicker than that water (yeah)
And I realized my hoe gon' fuck me harder when I spoil her (shit)
I clean up nice, just like a maid
I'm doin' what they can't (doin' what they can't)
Yeah, ballin' hard, Lebron James, goin' loco in the paint, nigga (yeah)
You can bring her water
You can't make a bitch drink, shit (make a bitch drink)
I done gave her game, but I can't tell her how to think (yeah)
I forgave you for what you did (for what you did)
Thinkin' about my bro every time
I'm higher off these pills (when I'm higher off these pills)
We was supposed to shop
But right before this, you got killed (before this, you got killed)
I be riskin' my life when none of these niggas ain't riskin' shit (yeah)
Solid as it get, alright, I'm real as they come, alright (I'm real as they come)
Nobody comin' like this, young turnt nigga from the slums, alright (yeah)
I was 16 sellin' weed 'fore I ever had a gun, nigga (yeah)
I was 13 smokin' weed, I was fuckin' up my lungs
Yeah, I be livin' like Godfather (yeah)
Michael Corleone just taught me not to trust nobody (don't trust nobody)
His daddy told me
"Before I die, make my son savage" (make your son savage)
Don't miss your blessing, I just told her I'm god body
Your old nigga, he ain't nothin' like me (yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Tashim Zene, Robert Coleman Thomas, Robert Luedavid Jamison Iv, Luis J. Diaz
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