Louie V Lyrics

I said I'm a sucker for the finer things I'm a sucker for the finer things

I'm a rest in peace in my Louis V I'm a sucker for, uh

I'm movin' on, I'm doin' my thing Pussy' niggas need to stay in they lane

I know a couple niggas that would try to snake me for the fame

Call me Jah2Cold, because I'm too cold for the game

I ain't gon' let no nigga play me as a lame Most these niggas got it twisted, I don't

Know you, we are not the same Blocked a bitch, then went on a hiatus

Fuck nigga, you can have her ass One thing I'm not gon' do, is stress over

Another ho Because I don't even need him

I got family in the house, so I gotta feed him So that's why I grind, that's the reason

I go hard Can't trust shit, I gotta keep up my guard

Shorty's be playin' with young niggas' hearts I tried to play my part, I was left in the

Dark So when I say I'm arrestin' this Louis V

That don't mean I'ma rest in peace, uh It's crazy how niggas claim gangsta

Till they see this glock, bet they freeze I can't let niggas take nothin' from me

Hit him in the chest, bet he fall to his knees Bet he fall to his knees, uh

This ain't no Chinese shit, no Vietnamese, uh, yeah

Louis V I know I'm a hard rapper, I'm just slept on

Niggas be fakin', bitches be fakin' I don't know who to trust

Gotta keep that back door closed I gotta sleep with that pole

With one eye open, starin' at that door Niggas can claim they killer

Until you step out on that field You'll see the realer

Supply on the set, like I'm a dealer Record my next song on Triller

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh Got to a point where I can't even really

Trust shit no more But shit is cool anyway, you know

I'm a sucker for the finer things So I'ma rest in peace in this Louis V

Let's go