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As time goes by, an eye for an eye We in this together, nigga, your beef is mine So long as the sunshine should light up the sky We in this together, nigga, your beef is mine Man, I just saw that nigga out the other day That's me talking to my loved ones I wouldn't have this shit no other way That's me sparking for my loved ones As the plot thickens, either get rolled on or rock with it Make a decision, nigga, the clock's ticking Feeling chauvinistic, rolling with the coldest bitches And the whip's equipped with gold ignitions It has just been bought to my attention That the mistress finally went and told the missus Aw, shit, Vishis, hold this liquor I got to take this phone call from my shawty tripping Uh, I'm dipping out, keep the car and the house I get my own shit, shit, I kept a separate account I know the rules in the street or the house And what I learnt, it ain't an equal amount, I see them niggas you 'round And the loyalty, you'd go to war to hold 'em all down Tell 'em your word is your bond, but you lied to me, how? You respect them niggas way more than me by a mile I had your child, shit, babe, I can't figure it out Letras de cancionesYou cheat on me, it's respected, cheat on them, it's foul Somehow, the codes that you live by ain't balancing out Cross the line, motherfucker, I'ma line it with vowels I owe you nothing, fuck your vows I was your down-ass chick, you let me down Said your word and your balls is alls you had I learnt your your word and your balls wasn't always 'round Shit, I know niggas in the bank you still loyal to Never snitch, you don't seen you a lawyer dude But pillow talk and sing to bitches, is that loyal, too? Tryna figure out when it becomes, "Aw, fuck the rules" 'Cause you a real nigga and that's what real niggas do, love none Money over bitches and hoes how this shit goes Even though she giving a nigga head out of his globe Keeping me fed was something more than just bottles of rose But when you out in the cold, you gotta follow the code I'm a rider fa sho, got my side chick in those Apartments that's downtown with the thousand-dollar deco' I'm wilding out for the dough, though, make sure That you never let me out, always keep me in I get geeked when we be deep, I feel awkward when we be thin Made of these ingredients, real nigga and loyalty My three downfalls is get killed, snitching, and lawyer fees Tripping over quarter-kis Even if shit come up missing, I flip for my 40 thieves Death before dishonor, just lock me in jail and throw the keys 'Fore I step to your baby momma, c'mon, bro, it's me We just rolling, clutching 9s Even though it's rumors you been fucking mines I don't believe 'em, though, I just be tuning 'em out Out of my mind and out my vehicle Just give me some drink and some weed to blow Though, I ain't naive, though We cold, uh, my nigga, we close My wife friend got a big old ass She come around me, I put her in the fish bowl fast I be staring at her like she a science project Thinking to myself like, "Goddam, why I ain't got that?" But I'm just busy getting money, running through these bitches with my loved ones Killing all these niggas with the quickness for my loved ones Getting it with my loved ones, splitting it with my loved ones Hey, money over bitches, never switch and never love none Getting money, running through these bitches with my loved ones Killing all these niggas with the quickness for my loved ones Getting it with my loved ones, splitting it with my loved ones Fucking with these hoes even though we never love none From Letras Mania