Best Of Me ft. Cxsh Armani Lyrics

Want the best of me

They want the best of me

I can't let em' in my head

And get my recipe

They want the best of me

Yea they want the best of me

Get up out my bed

I'm grinding everyday

Buss for racks I made a band

Just like the other day

Some my niggas snatching cars

I'm like this another ray

I slick hate lil kiya

That's a story for another day

I just wanna bless my people

Fuck the fame homie

I was down bad on my dick

When they had changed on me

Man these bitches make me sick

They all gone change on me

Kill yo dog like michael vick

This aint no game homie

It done been so long

Since a nigga had some happiness

Buy my mama Prada bags

Now a nigga having shit

Do my part

I keep it real

Wont switch up

Yea that's blasphemy

Always told yo ass the truth

So why the fuck you lie to me

So why the fuck you lie to me

You aint keep it real

Yea you said that you was proud of me

Yea I'm totin steel

I cant let nobody fuck wit me

Rather get caught with it

Then without it

This just protection p

Why she keep texting me

Hollon hoe, what's on my phone

I think she sexting me

I cant let em in my head

And get the best of me

They want my recipe

Yea they want my recipe

(Yeah, yeah)

Y-yeah, I'ma jugg that boy

Then take 'Em down

I got choppa's on the net, they come With 50 rounds

I keep a drac

Bad lil ho want to come to my place

Bad lil ho tryin' to fuck on me

Hundred drum clip don't run from me

I'ma put a lil ho in some luxury

I don't know how I got cash, and Niggas they tryin' to make fun of me

Get low then stack that bag

Balenciaga on the shoe that's a rack (That's a rack, that's a rack)

Yeah

Like I'm Lil Uzi, need a Jt (Jt)

All of my dogs that's stuck in the pen

Set all my young niggas free

All of these niggas they see I scam, Now they just want to be me (Like me)

I'ma bust that jugg, bust that jugg

I don't even got no love (Bust that jugg)

I-I-I don't even got no hope, for none Of these bitches

I don't even got no hope

Trying to get a lil ho out my ment

Trying to get a lil ho out my space

Balenci' sweats, I rock 'em all day

I got a text that say "She ok"

Yeah, she say she ok

My boys gon' flex to the grave (Yeah)

Lil nigga cool down

I don't fuck with Yo bae

I'ma leave that boy blind like a nigga Named Ray, yeah nigga named Ray

I got drac's all day and them bitches Gon' spray, yeah

Them bitches gon' spray

Thick ho trying to get up in my face

I got too many voices

Don't know what I say

11k shots and I shoot 'em like Klay, Yeah shoot like Klay

Ho trying to get the best of me gon' Meet the glock today (Glock today)