SAFE - Sucks 4 You lyrics
[SAFE - Sucks 4 You lyrics]
When I get to slidin' on beats I ain't lookin' for peace
Only thing [_] is the piece
If a nigga try play me, we had that beef
I'm in the field, I got mud on my cleats
Word to my mama [_]
[_], keep it in reach
If I gotta cock it and [_]
Yeah, fuck all the politics, nigga
I got a problem with niggas that wanna start problems with niggas
I know I be singing on records but this for the record
Don't think you can step to me, nigga
I get offended my nigga, you know I get reckless I
I pull up and slide
When I pop off the roof, it sucks for you
Hop off the coup, doot, doot-doot
When I pop off the roof, it sucks for you
Hop off the coup like doot, doot-doot
I got a few things on my chest I wanna address, I gotta confess
Gave these niggas all the time in the world
They dancing but we ain't impressed
Whenever I pull up it's me and my flesh, live and direct
He thought they pulled up, was ready to flex, endin' up stretched
He thought they good, he tried to finesse, wish him the best
Don't do the phones, we don't do the text if you wanna collect
Back in my zone, I'm feeling it, the glizzy? I had to get rid of it
They watch me all over the internet
That shit don't affect me a little bit
You can't see the cars I'm dealing with?
Unless I decide to let go, I'll be all over the road
I'll put the goons on your ass to follow you home
When I pop off the roof, it sucks for you
Hop off the coup, doot, doot-doot
When I pop off the roof, it sucks for you
Hop off the coup like doot, doot-doot
You know you fucked
You fucked up
You know you fucked
You fucked up
You know you fucked
You fucked up
You know you fucked
You fucked up
Only thing [_] is the piece
If a nigga try play me, we had that beef
I'm in the field, I got mud on my cleats
Word to my mama [_]
[_], keep it in reach
If I gotta cock it and [_]
Yeah, fuck all the politics, nigga
I got a problem with niggas that wanna start problems with niggas
I know I be singing on records but this for the record
Don't think you can step to me, nigga
I get offended my nigga, you know I get reckless I
I pull up and slide
When I pop off the roof, it sucks for you
Hop off the coup, doot, doot-doot
When I pop off the roof, it sucks for you
Hop off the coup like doot, doot-doot
I got a few things on my chest I wanna address, I gotta confess
Gave these niggas all the time in the world
They dancing but we ain't impressed
Whenever I pull up it's me and my flesh, live and direct
He thought they pulled up, was ready to flex, endin' up stretched
He thought they good, he tried to finesse, wish him the best
Don't do the phones, we don't do the text if you wanna collect
Back in my zone, I'm feeling it, the glizzy? I had to get rid of it
They watch me all over the internet
That shit don't affect me a little bit
You can't see the cars I'm dealing with?
Unless I decide to let go, I'll be all over the road
I'll put the goons on your ass to follow you home
When I pop off the roof, it sucks for you
Hop off the coup, doot, doot-doot
When I pop off the roof, it sucks for you
Hop off the coup like doot, doot-doot
You know you fucked
You fucked up
You know you fucked
You fucked up
You know you fucked
You fucked up
You know you fucked
You fucked up