Pape Ape Lyrics

Pape Ape i just fell in love with getting paid

I don't like no messy shit hoe please get out my face

Loyal to my brothers i cant live no other way

Never been a cheater that's one thing that she cant say

Lets go rack for rack ain't finna argue with yo ass

Outside with that stick my bro nem laying in yo grass

I don't want no smoke with niggas im just getting to the bread

Try my brothers up get no redemption leave you Red Dead

She ain't used to fuck with me when i ain't have no money now i'm up as fuck i call that name and watch she get to running

Momma ask for something i say no now i'm a bad son

Out of all my momma kids i always was the bad one

And i'm still the same one that went and got my shit together

Had to change it up got tired of standing in that rainy weather

Always fill my brothers in so they know what go on with me

So they can know wassup and what to do if shit go wrong with me

You patna pillow talking while he tryna do a song with me

Wont be a good idea since that boy don't get along with me

And i ain't no street nigga so lets set the record straight

The fuck i look like beefing with a nigga over getting cake

The fuck i look like beefing over bitches wit no morals

He mad she gave me therapy the category Oral

Before i close my eyes i pray to god he wash off all my sins

And wake me up tomorrow just so i can get some benjamins

Pape Ape i just fell in love with getting paid

I don't like no messy shit hoe please get out my face

Loyal to my brothers i cant live no other way

Never been a cheater that's one thing that she cant say

Lets go rack for rack ain't finna argue with yo ass

Outside with that stick my bro nem laying in yo grass

I don't want no smoke with niggas im just getting to the bread

Try my brothers up get no redemption leave you Red Dead

Quick to call the gang when niggas act like they want smoke with me

i cant beef with niggas with no money you too broke to beef

I got into fashion and relaxing i just found my niche

Ian into drilling don't like killing leave that in the streets

I cant hang with niggas who don't like bread in they pockets

Had a girl that show support my hustle way too good to knock it

Treat her brothers like my brothers got they picture in my wallet

Fuck with them you fuck with me I'll walk you down outside yo college

And i always been a man of god i'm putting Jesus first

Wear his name around my life like a tattoo that didn't hurt

Know i make some bad decisions and i know it could be worse

But ill thank him for the life i live until i'm in that hearse

Or until im in that dirt, till that day my people hurt

I thank god for everything he tryna help me find my worth

Families never had a millionaire im tryna break that curse

I'll be damned a nigga take it from me always come in first

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