Lyrics
(Lord's vibe, is so good)
I built my walls
No I can't answer no call
Shawty mad I'm being cold, girl it's not my fault
Where was y'all when I was broke? Now you tryna talk
You barely see me postin' I'm stuck in myself
I don't got many friends, they say I'm selfish, yea okay
I started poppin' pills again, the devil changed my ways
Them **** was sending threats on the gram talkin' bout slidin' on me
They hatin' on me for nothing, ain't just how it 'posed to be
Nefarious Bxrry, came from rhythm and blues
I can't be fuckin' with you ****
I know fake love when I see it, I just get the clue ****
Keep talkin' all that shit in your songs that you don't do ****
Like who is you ****?
Bitch I got two switches
Got two bad hoes in the back and they made for pullin' triggers
My shawties not no cuties, they some hella mad killers
Huh bad like an alligator
These **** tryna take my place
These **** just tryna be me but don't know how much this shit takes
These **** just tryna be me but don't know how I became like this
I made alot of mistakes
Whole lotta times I fell on my face
Ain't doing no competition oh no, I ain't tryna race
No I ain't tryna-
Written by: Othniel Saygbe