"Strangers" lyrics
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
I don't miss you no more
You go fuck that nigga, you put me down, I double back with four hoes
Shit, I remember back when I was a clown, ain't no one laughin' no more
'Fore they take me out, I'm blastin'
I got way more paper than last year
Spent twenty-something thousand, on fashion
Them niggas was hatin' then, now they mad still
I'm countin' rackets, on rackets, on rackets
And all these bitches already had them
They gon' fuck anybody who have it
It's seemin' like all these bitches is the same
I'ma just sell you the pill for my pain
You know, I really stood up in the rain
She gon' fuck any nigga with a chain
I guess we goin' back to being strangers
I'm stayin' high, and armed and dangerous
Do you love me, or you love that I'm famous?
Yeah, I buy you iced out bracelets
Get lil' bro, pop out on gang shit
Grab a brand new whip, and I lane switch
I remember back when you couldn't take it
That's back when you thought I was basic
Nigga stay out my ear, with that hatin' shit
If you got what I want, I'ma take it
If they ever lock me in a jail, see a opp I'ma turn into Jason
Yeah, I done run up my money for real
I'm still goin' In and, that's why they hate me
Yeah, if I love you, you know I can't fake it
When we spin, work the Glock like a day-shift
Yeah, I was tryna bring za on vacation
I forgot you was still fightin' cases
Yeah, popped a perky, it's workin' I'm pastin'
And this Rollie presidential like Reagan
Yeah, I never said life was perfect
I roll up purple, it look like the Ravens
You keep tellin' me, that I'm worthless
You cut me deep, now I need surgery
I did miss you, but now
I don't miss you no more
You go fuck that nigga, you put me down, I double back with four hoes
Shit, I remember back when I was a clown, ain't no one laughin' no more
'Fore they take me out, I'm blastin'
I got way more paper than last year
Spent twenty-something thousand, on fashion
Them niggas was hatin' then, now they mad still
I'm countin' rackets, on rackets, on rackets
And all these bitches already had them
They gon' fuck anybody who have it
It's seemin' like all these bitches is the same
I'ma just sell you the pill for my pain
You know, I really stood up in the rain
She gon' fuck any nigga with a chain
I guess we goin' back to being strangers
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
I don't miss you no more
You go fuck that nigga, you put me down, I double back with four hoes
Shit, I remember back when I was a clown, ain't no one laughin' no more
'Fore they take me out, I'm blastin'
I got way more paper than last year
Spent twenty-something thousand, on fashion
Them niggas was hatin' then, now they mad still
I'm countin' rackets, on rackets, on rackets
And all these bitches already had them
They gon' fuck anybody who have it
It's seemin' like all these bitches is the same
I'ma just sell you the pill for my pain
You know, I really stood up in the rain
She gon' fuck any nigga with a chain
I guess we goin' back to being strangers
I'm stayin' high, and armed and dangerous
Do you love me, or you love that I'm famous?
Yeah, I buy you iced out bracelets
Get lil' bro, pop out on gang shit
Grab a brand new whip, and I lane switch
I remember back when you couldn't take it
That's back when you thought I was basic
Nigga stay out my ear, with that hatin' shit
If you got what I want, I'ma take it
If they ever lock me in a jail, see a opp I'ma turn into Jason
Yeah, I done run up my money for real
I'm still goin' In and, that's why they hate me
Yeah, if I love you, you know I can't fake it
When we spin, work the Glock like a day-shift
Yeah, I was tryna bring za on vacation
I forgot you was still fightin' cases
Yeah, popped a perky, it's workin' I'm pastin'
And this Rollie presidential like Reagan
Yeah, I never said life was perfect
I roll up purple, it look like the Ravens
You keep tellin' me, that I'm worthless
You cut me deep, now I need surgery
I did miss you, but now
I don't miss you no more
You go fuck that nigga, you put me down, I double back with four hoes
Shit, I remember back when I was a clown, ain't no one laughin' no more
'Fore they take me out, I'm blastin'
I got way more paper than last year
Spent twenty-something thousand, on fashion
Them niggas was hatin' then, now they mad still
I'm countin' rackets, on rackets, on rackets
And all these bitches already had them
They gon' fuck anybody who have it
It's seemin' like all these bitches is the same
I'ma just sell you the pill for my pain
You know, I really stood up in the rain
She gon' fuck any nigga with a chain
I guess we goin' back to being strangers
