SM Fuzz, Quando Rondo - They Only Around lyrics

Bad boys today, junior!

They only around (They only around)
For what you can do (For what you can do)
Gotta know how to move (Know how to move)
Can't get played like a fool
(Played like a fool) they only around
For what you can do gotta know how to move
Can't get played like a fool

These bitches
They tried to play on this good heart
These niggas
They tried to play me like a guitar
'Til send 'em to that place
With the good lord
Now I'm ridin' in foreigns
That bitch push start

Screamin' out "Good lord, good lord
I gotta thank you"
Devil tried to snatch my soul like
Now a nigga making bank moves
'cause I gotta have it
And I'm smokin' on that dank too
Know that's automatic
And I'm ridin' with that static
For niggas that don't want see me happy
See Fuzzy, I grew up a savage
But I knew that there's more to the madness
See, I done seen niggas that had it
Then fall off like nigga what happened?
See, Fuzzy never had a mattress
See, I always kept me a palette
I'm stretchin' the work like elastic
'Cause I know that shit can get drastic
But this is my moment, I grasp it
But this is my moment, I grasp it
Them niggas been feenin' and askin'
I'm sellin' that green and I'm taxin'
My family up in the cabin
I take me a trip up to Aspen
I got that lil' bitch, she from Raleigh
She suck on the dick but she gnawin'
I'm tellin' her that I'ma call her
She call up my phone, I ignore it
I know that lil' ho ain't important
If it ain't 'bout money I'm snorin'
That mean that I'm muh'fuckin' sleepin'
I got a new bitch for the weekend

They only around (They only around)
For what you can do (For what you can do)
Gotta know how to move (Know how to move)
Can't get played like a fool
(Played like a fool) they only around
For what you can do gotta know how to move
Can't get played like a fool

These bitches
They tried to play on this good heart
These niggas
They tried to play me like a guitar
'Til send 'em to that place
With the good lord
Now I'm ridin' in foreigns
That bitch push start

Yeah, I'm in LA in a foreign
I called her up 'cause that
Lil' ho was boring love to fuck her
Then I kick her out in the morning
When it's up, bitch, it's stuck
I ain't givin' no warning
I came from the bottom
This shit was my destiny
On the road doin' shows, all my niggas
They next to me
Drippin' in sauce, had to cook up a recipe
Quando official, I call him the referee
I came from the bottom, the OGs
They lecture me oh, but the Glock make it
Sing just like Pleasure P
For the love of the money them
Soldiers gon' step for me
Free my lil' savage
I know he gon' step for me
From the trenches, yeah
We grip them Glocks, we grip
Smith'ns, we grip extensions, yeah
I got some VVs in my teeth
But they ain't by the dentist, yeah
I had to hold my own
Weight, no Planet Fitness, yeah
I had to get my own cake
Stack up them Benjamins
I had to shoot at the
Other side with that F&N
I had to get it on my own
I swear I stayed on all ten
I swear I never been a fool
We swing the block in the Benz
I put my bros before the hoes, I'm screamin'
"No new friends" i had to peep that you was
Fake through the Cartier lens
They only around, nigga
Hold it down 'til the very end

They only around for what you can do
Gotta know how to move
Can't get played like a fool
They only around for what you can do
Gotta know how to move
Can't get played like a fool

These bitches
They tried to play on this good heart
These niggas
They tried to play me like a guitar
'Til send 'em to that place
With the good lord
Now I'm ridin' in foreigns
That bitch push start