Airplane James, Problem - Teach Me lyrics
[Airplane James, Problem - Teach Me lyrics]
Uh uh mm-mm ain't no nigga besides God put
Fear in my heart
Niggas don't wanna play ball
Pull up and park ayy, mm-mm
Yeah, look look, look, look
Ain't no nigga besides God put
Fear in my heart
Niggas don't wanna play ball
Pull up and park
Talkin' like they with it on the ‘Gram though
Don't talk if you ain't never had a grand
Fool we gon' pack you
I ain't watchin' none of my mans lose
Fuck you thought? I ain't givin'
Out no fair ones
Let a nigga trip, brought a blower
We gon' air somethin'
I hate when niggas out Ks behind
They words like they killin'
Niggas ain't caught nobody killed yo'
Homie and you chilling' niggas rookies, man
Niggas don't really know the feelin' ayy
Niggas don't know the feelin'
Niggas don't know the feelin'
Man, I hop out the coupe feelin' easty
(Feelin' easty)
Bad bitches smile when they meet me
(What's up, baby?) if you broke
Why the fuck you tryna reach me?
(Why you tryna reach me?) boy, you broke
What the fuck you gon' teach me?
(What you gon' teach?)
Man, I hop out the coupe hella easty
(Hella easty)
Real niggas salute when they see me
(What's hatnin' with it?)
Stay passin' like a nigga got a cheat sheet
(Ayy) shit bang, DJ, put this shit on repeat
(Run it back)
And you know me and Prob link, nigga
It's a wrap
Let my nigga TC do it, you know it's a slap
Niggas talk about they guns so much, bruh
I know it's cap niggas rap and that's cool
Man, I had a 22 for them niggas at Bethune
But them niggas never came through
God must been lookin' out
I ain't have a conscious then
Shit could've went south
Watch yo' motherfuckin' mouth
Ayy, watch yo' motherfuckin' mouth
Fear in my heart
Niggas don't wanna play ball
Pull up and park ayy, mm-mm
Yeah, look look, look, look
Ain't no nigga besides God put
Fear in my heart
Niggas don't wanna play ball
Pull up and park
Talkin' like they with it on the ‘Gram though
Don't talk if you ain't never had a grand
Fool we gon' pack you
I ain't watchin' none of my mans lose
Fuck you thought? I ain't givin'
Out no fair ones
Let a nigga trip, brought a blower
We gon' air somethin'
I hate when niggas out Ks behind
They words like they killin'
Niggas ain't caught nobody killed yo'
Homie and you chilling' niggas rookies, man
Niggas don't really know the feelin' ayy
Niggas don't know the feelin'
Niggas don't know the feelin'
Man, I hop out the coupe feelin' easty
(Feelin' easty)
Bad bitches smile when they meet me
(What's up, baby?) if you broke
Why the fuck you tryna reach me?
(Why you tryna reach me?) boy, you broke
What the fuck you gon' teach me?
(What you gon' teach?)
Man, I hop out the coupe hella easty
(Hella easty)
Real niggas salute when they see me
(What's hatnin' with it?)
Stay passin' like a nigga got a cheat sheet
(Ayy) shit bang, DJ, put this shit on repeat
(Run it back)
And you know me and Prob link, nigga
It's a wrap
Let my nigga TC do it, you know it's a slap
Niggas talk about they guns so much, bruh
I know it's cap niggas rap and that's cool
Man, I had a 22 for them niggas at Bethune
But them niggas never came through
God must been lookin' out
I ain't have a conscious then
Shit could've went south
Watch yo' motherfuckin' mouth
Ayy, watch yo' motherfuckin' mouth