with u ft. Meka Luxx Lyrics

We ain't from the trenches

You know we grew up on All Saints

Catch a nigga lackin' NBA and that's a ball game

I been broke so many times before my songs be all pain

I can see the envy in disguise thru Cartier frames

They say rocking with you, really they be hating

I can't show no love no more, I just be contemplating

I just count the cake up, different faces, different places

I can't say too much because my family fighting cases

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't

If I ain't put this drip on, baby would you still love me? (Would you?)

I can't fuck with niggas, I can't do no buddy buddy

She told me fly her out, I told that hoe to catch a buddy

And when she touch down she gon' eat me, she a slutty (She a slutty)

Yeah I be sad sometimes, I be depressed

If I see a bitch that I want, you know ima press (Press that)

She a lit bitch, well ima put her to the test (Ima test that)

I can feel my toes curl when she givin' neck (Yeah)

Bust down rollies for the set

We ain't even got 'em yet

We thinking bout what's next

Is we copping whips or is we icing out our neck

Ain't worried bout a bitch, a nigga worried bout them checks (Yeah)

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't

I been plotting on a rollie, I don't care to tell the time

Bought them P's for sixteen, shipped em' out for thirty-nine

Dropped the other day, now I got labels on my line

Said she see me in her dreams, told that bitch to fall in line (She a dreamer)

Is they with me or against me? Imma know in due time

I don't need ya love, niggas haters in disguise

I just need my drugs, need my drink, need my vibe

Keep a shooter with me, point em' out em out and he gon fire

She know Imma pay for it when I'm in her city (She know ima pay for it)

Fuck her wit my jewelry on, she know I get litty (She know we get litty, yuh)

They say Luxx be singing songs but that boy be trippin'

And you know his money talk, broke nigga just listen (Broke nigga just listen)

Think they really with you? (Broke nigga just listen)

In a cell or in a grave is when they miss you (In a cell or grave, no no)

Before I trust a bitch I'll trust my pistol (Before I trust a hoe)

Fuck your face card, these bullets kiss you (Fuck your face card, no no)

Told her suck it slow baby this is not a race (Told her suck it slow now)

She don't want no kids so I left it on her face (She don't want no kids)

Brodie on his second strike, he can't catch another case

I copped a new phone, don't be texting me you late

We ain't from the trenches

You know we grew up on All Saints

Catch a nigga lackin' NBA and that's a ball game

I been broke so many times before my songs be all pain

I can see the envy in disguise thru Cartier frames

They say rocking with you, really they be hating

I can't show no love no more, I just be contemplating

I just count the cake up, different faces, different places

I can't say too much because my family fighting cases

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't

They say they with you, but they ain't