subtle - midwxst lyrics
[intro: jamie foxx]
yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
[chorus]
i’m in my bag, b*tch in my duffel
like he uzi, make him shuffle
that boy soft like he a puffle
you get money, i make double, yeah
you want nothing, you in trouble
step on necks like they some puddles
don’t like flexing, i’m too subtle
[verse 1]
don’t need bullets, use my knuckles
solvin’ problems like a puzzle
don’t wan’ fight, you don’t want struggle, no
take a flight out to l.a
stay there for a couple days
then i might go to the a
makin’ bangers every day
momma told me to behave
good food on my dinner plate
[verse 2]
he say he hard, but he ain’t make no noise
k!ll them beats, yeah i destroy
playin’ with them sticks, put ’em down, boy they not no toys
do this sh*t, don’t got no choice
gaming, i feel like i’m poiised
got them [?]
feel like wiz, ’cause we them boys
[?] in a couple days, yeah, we gon’ turn the f*ck up
that boy down bad on his ass, i told him get his bucks up
and i got haters on my ears, i told ’em “shut the f*ck up”
i’m way ahead of these motherf*ckers, they can’t catch up
[verse 3]
down bad, i know he sad
i know i just made you mad
trippin’, i might take a tab
i’m just playing, don’t need no tab
walk out the bank, and then i laugh
deposit all of my new cash
remember fallin’ asleep in class
now i’m chasing that new bag
got motherf*ckers still in swag
all of my exes want me back
but i don’t need them in my life
f*ck a thot, i got a wife
don’t care about what you finna type
’cause that sh*t will not change my mind
you needa quit, you wastin’ time
i’m counting dollars, you get dimes
i’m with pi’erre, sent that pack
that song you sent me, that sh*t ass
don’t wanna listen, i might pass
new hoodie on me, that sh*t crash
you hatin’ cause i speak them facts
you hatin’ cause you get no racks
wit’ my city on my back
i don’t cry, never asked
[chorus]
i’m in my bag, b*tch in my duffel
like he uzi, make him shuffle
that boy soft like he a puffle
you get money, i make double, yeah
you want nothing, you in trouble
step on necks like they some puddles
don’t like flexing, i’m too subtle
i’m in my bag, b*tch in my duffel
like he uzi, make him shuffle
that boy soft like he a puffle
you get money, i make double, yeah
you want nothing, you in trouble
step on necks like they some puddles
don’t like flexing, i’m too subtle
don’t like flexing, i’m too subtle, yeah
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