KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz, Traxx Sanders - Coastin lyrics

You see this game, it's a beautiful woman
If you fuck with her, don't fall in love
Because she ain't gon love you back
I'm just trying to give you a jewel

While I was busy loving you
You was down to most
You not down to ride for me
You just coastin' (Oooh)
You don't give a damn about
How bad you drive me crazy
Baby, you don't
You just coastin'

I'm starting to think your love for
Me hasn't ever been true
You only fuck with me when it benefit's you
Always put your own agenda ahead of the crew
And since you always got the answers
I got a question or two
What happened to "Let's separate from Shady
And go independent crazy"
That's a definite no maybes
Got that release in black 'n white
I thought that Slaughter had new life
But it was Brenda's Got a Baby
This music shit is small
We got mutual friends
I hear everything you say and
Them rooms that you in
From what I hear
It appears that we used to be friends
And we ain't peers through the lense
That you viewing me in
You just coastin', I'm posing on twitter
You chime in on a nigga
Make the convo look bigger
Or comment on a picture when
I'm active on the 'gram
Why you playing with the
Fans? Tell the truth
You ain't my man
(Fam)

While I was busy loving you
You was down to most
You not down to ride for me
You just coastin' (Oooh)
You don't give a damn about
How bad you drive me crazy
Baby, you don't
You just coastin'

Slaughterhouse is tatted on my
Body three times
I'm screaming family for life
Thought it would be mine
I know the game is a bitch
Thought she would be kind
I'm moving forward after this
Don't wanna rewind
Joe, you was in Gardena
Strip club in the hood
My nigga working security
I paid him to keep you good
You ain't even know it
But I did it and this is facts
Stars titty bar
Rest in peace Rock and my nigga Max
I have bars for fiasco
Dissing my buddy Nickle
Now it's blood or trickle
Walked in the booth with the bloody sickle
Then it hit me
This won't make none of our money triple
I got both hands on ballin'
Call it a double dribble
Yeah, I thought about it
That narrative don't need to squad around it
How can Lupe make us slaughterhousing?
(Fuck that)
Let's go and make a classic joint
And we can shoot at whoever using
The album as a vantage point
I brought a deal to the
Table for seven figures
Dawg
(Facts)
One album, easy shit to deliver y'all
(Facts)
Gave 'em 48 hours and even twitter saw
But I ain't the nigga Joe would
Consider to give a call
Didn't respect me enough to hit
Me for 30 seconds
If we eliminate class
How can we learn the lesson?
And Royce was off
So this is where I refer to Heaven
'Cause Slaughter died that day
I tossed the murder weapon
Let's rap about it nigga

While I was busy loving you
You was down to most
You not down to ride for me
You just coastin'
You don't give a damn about
How bad you drive me crazy
Baby, you don't
You just coastin'

She seduced me with money and fame
The ugly side of a beautiful game
But I outgrew her
And now, we don't have nothing in common
I used to love her