Way To Familar ft. KBM Truth Lyrics

I say, I am that nigga, drugs in my system

I say, I am that nigga, drugs in my system

Think it's getting old, this feeling way too familiar

Run down on them, I ain't playing by my skrilla

We get ya gone, I don't like ya, we gon kill ya

I say, bitch, come over, I don't wanna be alone

Got me in my feelings, bitch, I'm turning off my phone

Got chops in every room, it ain't no creeping through my home

Ain't catching feelings, ain't no love, we fucking, bitch, we grown

I do the dash in the charger, I got that money in order

Got a new whip, ain't no starter

Catching my cut, burn the wheels in the parking lot

I'm with them niggas, don't talk, they just step a lot

Run in the place, he encountered a 50 shot

Had to get rid of the tech cause it jam a lot

Bitch nigga was speaking on me, now he dead now

I am on do not disturb in real life

I wont go in the place, it don't feel right

I don't trust them, I'm gripping it steel tight

I can make 20 bands on a chill night

See them perfect couples, we can be like

Screaming, fuck all these hoes, they can't get right

Or maybe it's me, on second thought, I'ma G, let's go

Niggas ain't fucking with me, none of these hoes can fuck with my B.A.E

The bitch couldn't ride sent her back to the street

The bitch couldn't hang banned her ass from my sheets

Put on purple jeans, had to change my religion

See them lights, make a split decision

Had to cut her off, she was doing the bitching

She should've known I had slime intentions

I say, baby, I'm addicted, can you be my love dealer

All these racks inside my bag, I look like a drug dealer

I'm in danger, T.O. be the last real nigga

I want my bucks bigger, she just want her ass and titties bigger, Oh my God

I say, bitch, come over, I don't wanna be alone

Got me in my feelings, bitch, I'm turning off my phone

Got chops in every room, it ain't no creeping through my home

Ain't catching feelings, ain't no love, we fucking, bitch, we grown

Every time Im pullin up, she got no draws, she say we grown

I have a past its way too familiar and that's not what I'm on

She really had me thinking I'm doing something so wrong

I really had to cut her off, our types don't get along

Oh, if I keep going, I swear to God I would've been wrong

At first you're transparent, at first I couldn't see your fucking flaws

Now is the time to move on, our love is dead, tombstone

It's kind of your loss anyway, cause

I say, I am that nigga, drugs in my system

Think it's getting old, this feeling way too familiar

Run down on them, I ain't playing by my skrilla

We get ya gone, I don't like ya, we gon kill ya

I say, I am that nigga, drugs in my system

Think its getting old, this feeling way too familiar

Run down on them, I ain't playing by my skrilla

We get ya gone, I don't like ya, we gon kill ya

You can end that bitch right there