Lyrics: TAY2Xs
Music: TAY2Xs
Ayy, ayy, yah
Ayy
Won't lose myself again looking for your lovin' no more
You either with me or against me, but if you leavin', lock the door, ayy
Ayy
(Larry making all the hits)
Won't lose myself again looking for your lovin' no more
You either with me or against me, if you leavin', lock the door
I know ones who say they wit' me, but they deceivin', it's a show
I don't trip, I give 'em room to hang they self with that rope
Pour my heart right out the glass and you laughed, now who the joke?
They wish they could be on top so now my skin, they gon' provoke
These days, thΠ΅y'll make a story, don't let them tΠ΅ll you that I'm broke
Stay in my lane but let me know, I'll clear the room if it's smoke
I'll clear the room, if it's fumes, if it's smoke then let me know
Don't trust too many, keep the semi 'cause they show envy on the low
Stay in my lane, do my own thang, I'm tryna bubble, I'm tryna grow
At my own pace, 'cause it ain't a race, but let 'em tell you, I'm movin' slow
They say, "Ayy 2, where you been?", up in my own world
Had to take myself up out some circles, I didn't like the swirl
Told myself there's no more going back, I cannot do a twirl
(Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do a twirl)
Won't lose myself again looking for your lovin'
Lately I been running out of time, feel like I'm rushing
People startin' to pop up out the blue all of a sudden
Don't ask me for shit I can't ask you for, you can't get nothin' (Yah)
Won't lose myself again looking for your lovin' no more
You either with me or against me, if you leavin', lock the door
I know ones who say they wit' me, but they deceivin', it's a show
I don't trip, I give 'em room to hang they self with that rope
Pour my heart right out the glass and you laughed, now who the joke?
They wish they could be on top so now my skin, they gon' provoke
These days, they'll make a story, don't let them tell you that I'm broke
Stay in my lane but let me know, I'll clear the room if it's smoke
If he ain't gang then he a opp
You can't hang out on my block, yeah
Close range, Glock 17, got DNA on my socks, yeah
Got a lil' b***h that go to Florida State, she bought me Polo tees and a car
Yeah I be ridin' around in my Chrysler, I ain't touchin', you get shot
These niggas be so fake, so two-faced, so phony
They left a nigga in the dirt, they ain't never came back for me, shit
Nigga don't owe me nothing, yeah, ayy, **** 'em, yeah
I'm finna Rolls truck 'em, yeah, I'm finna Lamb' truck 'em, yeah
Showed love to niggas that's hoes, when I should've ****ed they hoes, yeah
Still gon' **** they hoes, huh, don't give a **** if they know, yeah
Niggas act like they don't notice me like I'm some type of ghost
Gon' politic and sneak diss, I'll clear up all the smoke (Yah)
Won't lose myself again looking for your lovin' no more
You either with me or against me, if you leavin', lock the door
I know ones who say they wit' me, but they deceivin', it's a show
I don't trip, I give 'em room to hang they self with that rope
Pour my heart right out the glass and you laughed, now who the joke?
They wish they could be on top so now my skin, they gon' provoke
These days, they'll make a story, don't let them tell you that I'm broke
Stay in my lane but let me know, I'll clear the room if it's smoke