Derek King, Shaun Sloan - Personal lyrics

Yeah, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh (yeah)
Oh, oh, da da da
I say find something
Oh, oh, oh (yeah)

Don't take it too personal
I treat 'em all the same way
A couple more shots
And I'm worse than them, mmh
So don't take it personal, yeah, uh
She see them racks in the middle
It turn her on a little
I know she need a nigga like me
But I'm a dog in a kennel
Ain't no love, I just hit 'em
I'm waiting for that one to set me free
No, no

Wrong idea, I can't wife you
But the sex so good I gotta hide you
Don't need nobody else, tryna find you
Selfish, I know, but what should I do?

Yeah, yeah, uh
Baby, go on then, get in line
I got exes tryna kill me all the time
You shoulda read the signs

So don't take it too personal, yeah
I treat 'em all the same way
A couple more shots
And I'm worse than them, mmh
So don't take it personal, yeah, uh
She see them racks in the middle
It turn her on a little
I know she need a nigga like me
But I'm a dog in a kennel
Ain't no love, I just hit 'em
I'm waiting for that one to set me free
No, no

She might see the sights on my wrist
You gotta show me some or you going on a list
They all just come to me, on my soul
I don't pick
But they all running game, I admit
Gotta keep my guard up, no hesitation
Only model hoes can give me the lay in
Bring 'em all to shows and other occasions
If I ever hit a lead, that mean you was basic

Yeah, yeah, uh
Baby, go on then, get in line
I got exes tryna kill me all the time
You shoulda read the signs

So don't take it too personal
I treat 'em all the same way
A couple more shots
And I'm worse than them, mmh
So don't take it personal, yeah, uh
She see them racks in the middle
It turn her on a little
I know she need a nigga like me
But I'm a dog in a kennel
Ain't no love, I just hit 'em
I'm waiting for that one to set me free
No, no

I done run it up
Put the racks in the middle
Gone for a second, I'll be back in a little
Lamborghini truck in the back with a pistol
Skelly on one twenty nigga I'm official
South Central nigga
And she say she from the bay
Flight for a day then I sent her on her way
Had it going frr, I can't see the face
And I got options, I did it my way
Blood dripping from the IV, I ain't basic
Did the black edition
Coloring in like a racist
We don't fuck with niggas
That be fucking with the other side
We gon' get this money till the day we die

So don't take it too personal
I treat 'em all the same way
A couple more shots
And I'm worse than them, mmh
So don't take it personal, yeah, uh
She see them racks in the middle
It turn her on a little
I know she need a nigga like me
But I'm a dog in a kennel
Ain't no love, I just hit 'em
I'm waiting for that one to set me free
No, no