"Room 1102" lyrics
"Room 1102"
6:02 Cali time, 9:02 Atlanta time
I ain't getting no sleep
Operation "Shut the block down" 'cause they're snoozing
Am I the only nigga that don't like the taste of losing?
Mind on the money, 285 cruisin'
Please don't act surprised. You know exactly what I'm doing
Light another L, take it to the head
Sick of playing games, tryna paint the city red
I forgot her name but I left her in my bed
But she don't want me, she just want me for the bread
I make it easy, I make these bitches wear my logo
She came to party and make it easy with that coco
Baby I hardly make it an issue but you know-know
I will not go-go, too much be riding on that dough-dough
Too many hating, I got the city ridin' with me
I don't know what they want, I just feel like they don't get me
I don't know what I did, to have the tables turned against me
I'm just easing the pain, bought some Louis and some Fendy
I'm insane in the brain, and I just spit it like a AK
I stayed in my lane, until it turn into a payday
Life in the fame, shout out to Hollywood baby
You niggas lame, and everything you do is cliché
I speak for the real, I had to start a class early
Got your girl going up, and coming down like a burpee
Ahead of my time, and I ain't showing niggas mercy
Ahead of my time, I been eating now I'm thirsty
Can't understand why my hearts so cold
Shawty got a love, that's as pure as it gold
Shawty got a love that'll reach your soul
Too busy tricking off with the hoes in the road
When they don't mean nothing but a fuck or two
I'm just tryna tell you that I fuck with you
When I'm gon' wondering who fucking you
There for the moment like a substitute
(I don't know) You don't know how much I've done
(To what?) To get where I'm at
(Straight up) And you don't know how much I've done
(To what?) To stay where I'm at
According to the sunrise
The bitch hang around could be the fun guys
And when I say fun, yeah she entertaining
She gonna get the best head, let me explain me
She gonna take it out and blow it, I'm feeling I'm heroic
Every time she spit, I call her a poet
Shawty want shots, I told her to pour it
A nigga keep calling, I tell her ignore it, ay
Back then they call me count 9 ways
Vet on the team and I'm still making plays
Bitches know I'm clean like some brand-new Js
Four-hundred-dollar shirt and some gold Cartier
Four hundred plate comes to eating 'cause I'm paid
Or maybe 'cause I made it
Or maybe 'cause they hate it, tell 'em niggas save it
I am that nigga, I am that nigga (you know)
I'm thinking bigger, I'm thinking bigger (for sure)
I'm getting richer, I'm getting richer (oh)
I got my mama, I got my sister (for sure)
I got no hope in you dummy-ass niggas
The shade that you throw, got you stuck like a sticker
Only got one purpose just like a kicker
So went on you niggas, I'm going gorilla
I'm triller
It's real that you get niggas in the game
That teach you the guide
That want you to succeed in the game
I can't vouch for most of these
Ain't really who I thought they was
Shit is part of the game
Better get in this motherfucker and learn how to play
For real
- AZLyrics
- K
- K CAMP Lyrics
mixtape:
"You Welcome" (2015)
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