Dealings Lyrics

Lil' Brazy in this bitch, man

Lately I been in my feelings, uh, uh

Lately I been in my feelings, too many killings

Pop me a bean to deal with the killings

I don't want no dealings

Feel like my heart slowly fading away

My mind been racing

Your love is to die for

That's what I've been chasing

She know I'm in the streets

So I gotta sleep with my gun, uh

I gotta protect myself

Cause niggas out here killing the innocent

Ain't killing they opps, uh

I know a robber who got robbed, ay

But he still be spitting the blood

1900, that's my count, yo

We got it all locked

That's my family, them my brothers

If you diss them, then it's raps

I ain't talking sandwich

Pull up on you and leave you on a payment

We just wiped your nose, uh

Bad lil' shawty, she really thick

You know she taking off her clothes, uh

Leave a opp red like rose, uh

I'm a Jehovah with this rap shit

Call me the Pope, uh

Mary Jane what I smoke, uh

Glock 43 what I toat, uh

Got a new Rolls truck, uh

And you know I'm pushing the boat, uh

Good Za got me high, yeah, I like the flow, uh

Good Za got me high, I like the flow, uh

Percocet keep me motivated, and the smoke, uh

I mix the wock with the Sprite, that's what I pour, uh

I mix the Sprite with the wock, that's what I pour, uh

Mud in my cup, ay

Mud in my cup, ay

I got your hoe in my spot

And she tryna suck it up, ay

Too many feelings, ay

It's too many killings, ay

Bitch, I don't want no dealings, ay

Feel like my heart is slowly fading away, uh

Mind be racing away, uh

Your love is what I die for

That's what I been chasing

You know I'm in the streets, so I gotta sleep with fire, mm

Bitch, if I'm in the range for your love, you won't be no top, uh

Uh, uh, uh

I know I'll ride with God around, ay

But I still be spinning the blocks, ay

Me and the 1900 camp, yeah, we got it on lock

That's my family and my brothers

If you just still miss raps, I ain't talking sandwich

Pull up on you, pull up on you

Leave your ass in the pavement

We just wiped your nose, uh

Battle of shawty, she really did

She's taking off her clothes, uh

Leave a opp red like Rose, uh

I'm a Jehovah with this rap shit

Call me the Pope, uh

Mary Jane what I smoke, uh

Glock 43, what I told, uh

Got a new Rolls truck

And you know I'm pushing the boat, uh

Goods, I got me high

I like to float, mm

Brand new Glock 45

That's what I'm finna tow, uh, uh

Ay, I been in my feelings

It's been too many killings

Nah, I pop me a bean to deal with the killings

Nah, I don't want no dealing

My heart been racing

Now I'm erasing

That bag is what I been chasing, Uh

Lately I been reminiscing about your love, uh

But lately you been acting like you don't give a fuck, uh

But I'ma just keep it distant

Girl, I really miss the way we used to kick it, uh