Fried Again (Temptations II) Lyrics

I don't wanna be your man

I don't wanna be your friend

Ima be the nigga

Come through late night and slide it in

Yea

She want me to kill that pussy

Yea she died again

I'm up late night I'm tweaking

Yea I'm fried again

Oh look who it is with them lies again

I would say I fuck with you

But I lied again

Said you don't fuck with me

But you want them Diamonds

Talking loud when I was broke

When I got money silence

You expect that money turn me to a tyrant

Try to shoot your shot

You ain't know I was a sniper, Kevin Durant

Tryna shoot your shot

You ain't know I keep that shit in my pants

When it come to shooting your shot

You gone have ants in your pants

Talking down on me but you ain't know

I been in a trance

Getting this money on my own

I ain't have to talk to no man

I might pull up in Vice City

With that white thang like Lance

And every nigga around my circle

Keep a stick with em like the camp

You gotta hustle, gotta grind

Keep on wishing on that lamp

Ain't no genie coming out that pot

You gotta go get your stamp

Ever since I cut this bitch off I got my bag right

I got a couple bitches on call

So guess who's gone be mad tonight

Everything that glitter ain't diamond

These niggas got moissanite

She said, I don't think you love me

And I said, sure, you're right

I don't wanna be your man

I don't wanna be your friend

Ima be the nigga

Come through late night and slide it in

Yea

She want me to kill that pussy

Yea she died again

I'm up late night I'm tweaking

Yea I'm fried again

Oh look who it is with them lies again

I would say I fuck with you

But I lied again

Said you don't fuck with me

But you want them Diamonds

Talking loud when I was broke

When I got money silence

You expect that money turn me to a tyrant

Try to shoot your shot

You ain't know I was a sniper, Kevin Durant