"KEY DONT ARGUE" lyrics
(Shout out to that boy Cyrus, he murked this, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Try my best to make shit right, every time I look up, this ho trippin'
Keep on bringin' up that old shit that I did, don't make no difference
I guess she don't wanna be happy, I can't stress it, shit, I'm chillin'
Deep down, I just wanna be happy, but I'm still straight with the life I'm livin'
She get mad when I'm not 'round but get back straight when I get in it
How you wanna talk and want me to hear you out, but you won't listen?
You try to make me seem like a bad guy, deep down, know I ain't no villain
I'm a player, baby, God know I ain't perfect, I'ma keep on sinnin'
She say, "Why you keep on cheatin'?" I don't know, I like hoes
I been gettin' bitches since way back then, don't act like you ain't know
She fuck with me 'cause her nigga broke, he don't get no dope
Can't trip on me 'bout no old-ass shit we both done did before
I move smooth, I fall back when she get in her mood
You get to doin' you, I get to doin' me, I'm makin' these moves
She get mad, go fuck a nigga, I get mad, go get these blues
I can't trip about the life I'm livin', this shit here too smooth
I woke up to six, seven digits, huh, huh, this shit crazy, huh, yeah
You can't do shit for no nigga 'cause they get lazy
Forever gon' give love to my pops 'cause he who raised me
Bitch, I'm rocked up, we knock shit down like the fuckin' '80s
Huh, way before this rap, I was gettin' pape', I had the spot jumpin'
Junkies on the grill, ask for a meal, they need a hot onion
Quick to chop your block down with this wood stick like I'm Paul Bunyan
Niggas hate on me because they broke, they ain't gettin' no munyun
Try my best to make shit right, every time I look up, this ho trippin'
Keep on bringin' up that old shit that I did, don't make no difference
I guess she don't wanna be happy, I can't stress it, shit, I'm chillin'
Deep down, I just wanna be happy, but I'm still straight with the life I'm livin'
She get mad when I'm not 'round but get back straight when I get in it
How you wanna talk and want me to hear you out, but you won't listen?
You try to make me seem like a bad guy, deep down, know I ain't no villain
I'm a player, baby, God know I ain't perfect, I'ma keep on sinnin'
I ain't gon' lie, you know I did it, this my last time, you know I'm finished
You know God gon' make it right, you let it go, just go'n forget it
Anything you want, you got it, I ain't trippin', I'm known for givin'
I just thank the Lord for everything I got 'cause now I'm winnin'
I was rich before this rap, ran up a check off movin' chicken
All that lil' shit there so cap, stop all that shit, Lil T the biggest
They wanna rip that lil' bitch block, I'ma buy that shit out when I'm finished
He want smoke with who? Bitch, no, the fuck you don't, this shit get wicked
Try my best to make shit right, every time I look up, this ho trippin'
Keep on bringin' up that old shit that I did, don't make no difference
I guess she don't wanna be happy, I can't stress it, shit, I'm chillin'
Deep down, I just wanna be happy, but I'm still straight with the life I'm livin'
She get mad when I'm not 'round but get back straight when I get in it
How you wanna talk and want me to hear you out, but you won't listen?
You try to make me seem like a bad guy, deep down, know I ain't no villain
I'm a player, baby, God know I ain't perfect, I'ma keep on sinnin'
(Shout out to that boy Cyrus, he murked this, you know what I'm sayin'?)
(Four3va)
Yeah, huh, girl, I like you
What your name is? Who you fuck with?
You's a bad bitch, huh, got your ass did
She's a rich bitch, she don't need no adlib
I was a young nigga, fucked up, I wasn't dumb, nigga
I got rich 'cause I knew how to use my arm, nigga
I'm talkin' 'bout puttin' in work for real, I was a youngin made to kill
Leave the keys, hop in your Kia, skrrt off so quick, have no idea
If we not talkin' 'bout God, then it ain't no man that I fear
I was fifteen slangin' iron and bustin' fire and totin' gear
I peep niggas flaw as hell, so I prevail, they can't come near
I done really been through hell and done prevailed, ain't dropped a tear
I done fucked 'round, came through, kicked the door down 'cause they ain't wanna let me in
Yeah, and after this, I'm gon' show out 'cause this shit put in my skin
I'm rich, I can't go out like no broke boy in the pen'
And my brother got a week left in the jail, free Spinny Ken
I'ma get him, I won't never let him sit
If you my brother, this like college, I can't switch, I'm committed
Told my brother get out the streets 'cause when you locked, you don't exist
All that good shit that you did for them don't matter, they gon' forget
And that ho you love gon' fuck on that one nigga that you spint
The same nigga you said was an opp when you was low on rent
Now she fuckin' him 'cause he got guap and she need some for rent
That's why you don't put your trust inside these bitches or the street, repent
And don't give a bitch a cent 'cause these bitches devil-sent
Demons close, don't let 'em in, they closin' in, man, fuck 'em off
I told my lil' brother don't worry 'bout nothin' at all, we all gon' ball
Watch when I get rich for real, I swear that I'm gon' take 'em out
Yeah, huh, girl, I like you
What your name is? Who you fuck with?
You's a bad bitch, huh, got your ass did
She's a rich bitch, she don't need no adlib
I was a young nigga, fucked up, I wasn't dumb, nigga
I got rich 'cause I knew how to use my arm, nigga
I'm talkin' 'bout puttin' in work for real, I was a youngin made to kill
Leave the keys, hop in your Kia, skrrt off so quick, have no idea
Try my best to make shit right, every time I look up, this ho trippin'
Keep on bringin' up that old shit that I did, don't make no difference
I guess she don't wanna be happy, I can't stress it, shit, I'm chillin'
Deep down, I just wanna be happy, but I'm still straight with the life I'm livin'
She get mad when I'm not 'round but get back straight when I get in it
How you wanna talk and want me to hear you out, but you won't listen?
You try to make me seem like a bad guy, deep down, know I ain't no villain
I'm a player, baby, God know I ain't perfect, I'ma keep on sinnin'
She say, "Why you keep on cheatin'?" I don't know, I like hoes
I been gettin' bitches since way back then, don't act like you ain't know
She fuck with me 'cause her nigga broke, he don't get no dope
Can't trip on me 'bout no old-ass shit we both done did before
I move smooth, I fall back when she get in her mood
You get to doin' you, I get to doin' me, I'm makin' these moves
She get mad, go fuck a nigga, I get mad, go get these blues
I can't trip about the life I'm livin', this shit here too smooth
I woke up to six, seven digits, huh, huh, this shit crazy, huh, yeah
You can't do shit for no nigga 'cause they get lazy
Forever gon' give love to my pops 'cause he who raised me
Bitch, I'm rocked up, we knock shit down like the fuckin' '80s
Huh, way before this rap, I was gettin' pape', I had the spot jumpin'
Junkies on the grill, ask for a meal, they need a hot onion
Quick to chop your block down with this wood stick like I'm Paul Bunyan
Niggas hate on me because they broke, they ain't gettin' no munyun
Try my best to make shit right, every time I look up, this ho trippin'
Keep on bringin' up that old shit that I did, don't make no difference
I guess she don't wanna be happy, I can't stress it, shit, I'm chillin'
Deep down, I just wanna be happy, but I'm still straight with the life I'm livin'
She get mad when I'm not 'round but get back straight when I get in it
How you wanna talk and want me to hear you out, but you won't listen?
You try to make me seem like a bad guy, deep down, know I ain't no villain
I'm a player, baby, God know I ain't perfect, I'ma keep on sinnin'
I ain't gon' lie, you know I did it, this my last time, you know I'm finished
You know God gon' make it right, you let it go, just go'n forget it
Anything you want, you got it, I ain't trippin', I'm known for givin'
I just thank the Lord for everything I got 'cause now I'm winnin'
I was rich before this rap, ran up a check off movin' chicken
All that lil' shit there so cap, stop all that shit, Lil T the biggest
They wanna rip that lil' bitch block, I'ma buy that shit out when I'm finished
He want smoke with who? Bitch, no, the fuck you don't, this shit get wicked
Try my best to make shit right, every time I look up, this ho trippin'
Keep on bringin' up that old shit that I did, don't make no difference
I guess she don't wanna be happy, I can't stress it, shit, I'm chillin'
Deep down, I just wanna be happy, but I'm still straight with the life I'm livin'
She get mad when I'm not 'round but get back straight when I get in it
How you wanna talk and want me to hear you out, but you won't listen?
You try to make me seem like a bad guy, deep down, know I ain't no villain
I'm a player, baby, God know I ain't perfect, I'ma keep on sinnin'
(Shout out to that boy Cyrus, he murked this, you know what I'm sayin'?)
(Four3va)
Yeah, huh, girl, I like you
What your name is? Who you fuck with?
You's a bad bitch, huh, got your ass did
She's a rich bitch, she don't need no adlib
I was a young nigga, fucked up, I wasn't dumb, nigga
I got rich 'cause I knew how to use my arm, nigga
I'm talkin' 'bout puttin' in work for real, I was a youngin made to kill
Leave the keys, hop in your Kia, skrrt off so quick, have no idea
If we not talkin' 'bout God, then it ain't no man that I fear
I was fifteen slangin' iron and bustin' fire and totin' gear
I peep niggas flaw as hell, so I prevail, they can't come near
I done really been through hell and done prevailed, ain't dropped a tear
I done fucked 'round, came through, kicked the door down 'cause they ain't wanna let me in
Yeah, and after this, I'm gon' show out 'cause this shit put in my skin
I'm rich, I can't go out like no broke boy in the pen'
And my brother got a week left in the jail, free Spinny Ken
I'ma get him, I won't never let him sit
If you my brother, this like college, I can't switch, I'm committed
Told my brother get out the streets 'cause when you locked, you don't exist
All that good shit that you did for them don't matter, they gon' forget
And that ho you love gon' fuck on that one nigga that you spint
The same nigga you said was an opp when you was low on rent
Now she fuckin' him 'cause he got guap and she need some for rent
That's why you don't put your trust inside these bitches or the street, repent
And don't give a bitch a cent 'cause these bitches devil-sent
Demons close, don't let 'em in, they closin' in, man, fuck 'em off
I told my lil' brother don't worry 'bout nothin' at all, we all gon' ball
Watch when I get rich for real, I swear that I'm gon' take 'em out
Yeah, huh, girl, I like you
What your name is? Who you fuck with?
You's a bad bitch, huh, got your ass did
She's a rich bitch, she don't need no adlib
I was a young nigga, fucked up, I wasn't dumb, nigga
I got rich 'cause I knew how to use my arm, nigga
I'm talkin' 'bout puttin' in work for real, I was a youngin made to kill
Leave the keys, hop in your Kia, skrrt off so quick, have no idea
