bibe study - narleyy lyrics
aye nard
how you been i’m yo only friend
talking to you from within
we share the same sins
i had to switch up on my kin he was blending in
he choosing sides, we supposed to be family to the end
i heard my n-gga on that blow i knew em since a kid
can’t lie it hurt to hear he on it but this what it is
my other n-gga went to the league and one just had a kid, and
one didn’t never change he been the same since we was kids
a lot of n-gga been hating on the daily that sh-t amazing
these n-ggas gone catch some sh-ll cases and get famous
i aint in for the fame this my life no entertainment
they keep telling me yung narley out dated plus he changing
this what we gone do see i already made arrangements
he gone meet you at the door and get you properly accainted
and pull up by yourself, don’t be giving out my location
ima empty out this clip, i promise no hesitation
f-ck around, we don’t f-ck around with the f-ck around
pat em down, n-gga we don’t know you so don’t come around
look, i got a short fuse lil homie and i don’t like to smile
i been f-ckin yo wifey now she my wifey now
my n-gga on that blow and i thank it’s just a phase
and it really ain’t my place to say the sh-t i wanna say
like bruh you hit my phone if you going through some thangs
you know i love you like a brother just wanna make sure you straight
you probably thank i can’t relate
cause a lot of n-ggas changing
these n-ggas be walking around nameless, now they banging
these n-ggas be wearing fake chains, they really chainless
i put some diamonds round my neck just so i could make a statement
told them folks i really got some cake that’s why they hate me
all i did was show love and give respect they tried to play me
she love my wordplay, i could f-ck yo b-tch in a few statements
i told my ex to try but she know that she can’t replace me
she know these n-ggas basic
she know im going places
give her keys to the vet, hop in the lamb, and tell her race me
4 pockets full of racists, how tf ‘m gone be racist
i’m tryna own some property and give my b-tch all the bracelets
i been plotting on one lately, still ain’t f-cked a caucasian
smoking like a jamaican, hangin with all the haitians
how you hang around lil homie and you know he made a statement
you just leaching off yo partna, you aint got no occupation
i know how to get some money, but i still ain’t learned patience
i know how to get that p-ssy, but won’t f-ck her if she basic
i gotta watch what i be sayin on the phone cuz they be taping
collect calls from my dawg
he fighting some open cases
how you got some sh-t to say and you don’t know my situation
speaking on my name
and don’t know sh-t about lil braylon
i made a name for myself all i got is my reputation
real n-gga didn’t never change i need an inauguration
prices going up for a feature you gotta pay me
derk send a receipt, before i drop i need a payment
i got labels on the line conversing product and placement
they want a n-gga to sign but can’t agree on what to pay me
lil buddy internet thuggin in real life he really shakey
asking god, where this music gone take me
he know i can’t fake it
he know i’m tryna flood out my bracelet pay some bills
and take a b-tch on vacation
my life in the matrix
moving slow cause this drank got me faded
feeling like drake she got a n-gga so jaded
like why this n-gga ain’t famous?
huh?
like why this n-gga ain’t famous?
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