I Mean It ft. D-Suavee & Moe Chipps Lyrics

And if I tell you I love you, then I mean it

If I tell you I love you, then I mean it

Suave

If I tell you I love you, you know I mean it

Coming from the bottom to the top, you know we eatin

Shooting over the zone, you niggas playing defense

Two shots for being filed you know them niggas be reaching

Running from the ops, lotta niggas they be tweaking

A shark up in the water, so you know I'm in the deep end

And if I call your line, don't think it's for no reason

Can't be mad about a bitch, knowing she swallowing semen

Fuck these bitches, get this money, stay focused

I've been running round town, trying to get my shit loc'in

Trying to get my shit moving to the sky

Head up high, another day to live,

I thank God

I've been out my mind since my mother died

A race against time, but death can catch up at any time

Niggas wanna knock me off my pivot, livid

They mad cause how I'm living, with no stress

And I'm about my business, switching sports plus

And then I start to diggin

and yeah I be tripping

When I'm in that inf coupe drifting

If I tell you I love you, then I'll never stab your back

Or steal from your pack, or try to fuck your bitch facts

Niggas ain't loyal, and these bitches ain't neither

I just keep my faith in Jesus, but won't hesitate to squeeze it

If they front on white, you know I'm tweaking

And for any nigga that I be with, I said I love you, then I mean it

If I tell you I love you, you know I mean it

Coming from the bottom to the top, you know we eatin

Shooting over the zone, you niggas playing defense

Two shots for bein foul you know them niggas be reaching

Running from the opps, a lot of niggas they be tweaking

A shark up in the water, so you know I'm in the deep end

And if I call your line, dont think its for no reason

Can't be mad about a bitch, knowing she swallowing semen

Yeah, why it's money over hoes

Fuck a rainy day, blow it like a runny nose

Bless you with my presence, like I got a common cold

We all on the same page, got a common goal

Hear you niggas talking dough got it in my lobe

Pain got me pouring Rosemold for the bros

Lately, I been having more highs than the lows

Sweats full of blues, no ties to the choo's

Big body, parked on the X, you can bet

Shorty body shaped like Cherokee in the flesh

Farragami cover my body, Herc on the chest

Lil Deval living my best life, no regrets

Hating let them hate, we gon' set them straight

BK to ATL, we don't let them skate

Let you niggas have her back when she was out of shape

Now I'm poking on her BBL , cummin in her face, yeah

If I tell you I love you, you know I mean it

Coming from the bottom to the top, you know we eatin

Shooting over the zone, you niggas playing defense

Two shots for being foul you know them niggas be reaching

Running from the opps, lotta niggas, they be tweaking

A shark up in the water, so you know I'm in the deep end

And if I call your line, don't think it's for no reason

Can't be mad about a bitch, knowing she swallowing semen

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah