Don’t Help Me Lyrics

Man that's crazy, look how they want play it tho

But watch the switch up

Watch the Scorpio get back ya heard me, iiight

I was down bad on my ass, now my foot up on they necks

Now I'm floorin' on this gas

I pump diesel and smoke tracks

See my money up, don't act, they was kickin' me on my back

You done lost all your respect, now I'm grindin' like I'm mad

Help me, baby, can you help me? They gon' have to save you, better yet, don't help me

Because that time I was down bad, Had to find you

Not too long ago, I was that dude you was just cryin' to

Oh, now you say you ain't ask for it, I ain't the one to be lyin' to

That's why I just dawg a bitch, send them right back to who they used to

Yeah, I been official

No friends unless it's beneficial

I play these hoes like instrumentals, Don't listen to 'em like the lyrics to 'em

Help me, by not helpin' me, you can step, but just don't step to me

Get the wrong message, now I'm opp'd out

I'm good, baby, don't message me

I'm always sayin"numbers don't lie

Except for Twelve or the Five-O"

From a small big city, big on survival

I don't trust Nathanial, man, I barely trust the Bible

Place my right hand to it, lyin' down like a tired hoe

Shout out all the trappers that be trappin' cause they trapped in

Done pushed so many painkillers, had to pop a aspirin

For all my guys that's locked up, that be sittin' for a minute

Hope y'all be home any second, put a period to that sentence, ah

I'ma break a bitch down, I'ma big dawg with a big log

Know I got that toxic dick, my shit, had came with fentanyl

I done hit so many angles, find a way to fit it all

Bitch, don't call my line no more, like Algiers, you'll get cut off

Who are these niggas?

Do I even know you?

Why you tryna dap me?

Ain't my potna, what they told you?

Get up off my dick, this for your bitch and all her friends

So what you thinkin? Just stop thinkin' that can really get you killed, dude

I be bumpin' Kendrick like I'm tryna be positive

Always thinkin' negative

So fuck the world like prostitutes

The way I live, not Baby Boy

These lyrics don't apply to you

You either eat or get ate in New Orleans, we just see food

If my city turnt their backs, I show them how I'm thee one

Be feelin' like don't play with me, be starin' right through thee gun

I can't get a check from you

No need for you to check for me

I don't need no help from you because it's really bad for me cause

I was down bad on my ass, now my foot up on they necks

Now I'm floorin' on this gas

I pump diesel and smoke tracks

See my money up, don't act, they was kickin' me on my back

You done lost all your respect

Now I'm grindin' like I'm mad

Help me, baby, can you help me

They gon' have to save you

Better yet, don't help me

Can you help me?

Baby, can you

They gon' have to save you

Better yet, don't, better yet don't

Better yet don't help me

(Ooouuu that VL nigga did that)