Rich Homie Quan, Boosie Badazz - Skeletons lyrics

Yeah, like i'd be lying if I told y'all
I ain't have feelings no more
You know what I'm sayin', I
Feel all this shit nigga, yeah

Got some skeletons in my closet
I'm afraid to bring 'em out
Got some secrets I can't tell
You, they on my mind, i think about it
I told my mama no more cryin'
Your oldest son gon' make you proud
She said son go get that money
Don't let them leeching niggas around you
You need someone to have your back
You need someone to have your back
When it all get bad
Need someone to have your back
Might stuff my problems in this blunt
Loyalty deeper than words, you got my back
I got your front

I'm at Magic on a Monday
I'm just minding my business
Get somethin' to eat from the kitchen
I ain't got time for no bitches
It didn't take long to get up here
'cause I was flyin' in a Bentley
DJ played all my new shit
I had to slide him a fifty
Shit ain't how it used to be
Feel like I'm growin' too fast
Bought everything I ever wanted 'cause I
Was broke in the past
Watchin' the dope boys run it up
They gave me hope in the past
They put them cuffs around my ankles and
Throwed my folks in that van
Everything I quote, they be sayin'
I can't joke when they playin'
After she sucked me, heard you fucked her
Yeah that ho went out bad
We gon' turn that dope into cash
We gon' get that money, I promise
We ain't worried 'bout none of you busters
Rich Homie baby

Got some skeletons in my closet
I'm afraid to bring 'em out
Got some secrets I can't tell
You, they on my mind, i think about it
I told my mama no more cryin'
Your oldest son gon' make you proud
She said son go get that money
Don't let them leeching niggas around you
You need someone to have your back
You need someone to have your back
When it all get bad
Need someone to have your back
Might stuff my problems in this blunt
Loyalty deeper than words, you got my back
I got your front

I got some skeletons up in my closet
Don't like to talk about it
'Cause never know, never know
(Yah) , might get stalked about it
I put a seven in the blunt
I'm lit off Cali shit
I put a seven in the cup, this is Actavis
I drive a Rolls, I got so many hoes
I got so many Rolexes cold, I'm smilin'
Throwin' fours baby mama drama, damn
They tryna torture who I am
Skeletons up in my closets, only one
No instant
I need someone to have a nigga back like that
So I be with them cats that
I knew before the rap
They gon' protect me like Obama
Man they got a nigga back
They keep on askin' me bout murders
Keep on askin' me bout murders

Got some skeletons in my closet
I'm afraid to bring 'em out
Got some secrets I can't tell
You, they on my mind, i think about it
I told my mama no more cryin'
Your oldest son gon' make you proud
She said son go get that money
Don't let them leeching niggas around you
You need someone to have your back
You need someone to have your back
When it all get bad
Need someone to have your back
Might stuff my problems in this blunt
Loyalty deeper than words, you got my back
I got your front

You got my back, I got your front nigga
The pain you feel today will
Be your strength tomorrow nigga
Hold your head nigga we all go through it