Bumblebee Lyrics

We might come and kick in yo door

I use to sleep on the floor

Pain that feeling is hurting my pride

Smile on my face but I'm hurting inside

Black stripped coupe know it's lookin like bumble bee

How you gone say you my opps and you run from me

Black stripped coupe know its looking like Bumblebee

How you gone say you my opps and u run from me

All of them rumors say they wonna murder me

Feeling like Scottie left of about 33

You talk to 12 u gone cop a plea

Seen my dawg turn to my enemy

They biting my style like Fucking fleas

We give out deals like it's apple bees

Black stripped coupe know its looking like Bumblebee

How you gone say you my opps and you run from me

All of them rumors say they wonna murder me

Feeling like Scottie left of about 33

You talk to 12 u gone cop a plea

Seen my dawg turn to my enemy

They biting my style like Fuckin fleas

We give out deals like it's apple bees

In case it's some niggas that wonna attack me

Just know that I keep a stick in the backseat

Moving this weight you'll think I'm a athlete

Just know that I got more money than last week

We catch em run like a track meet

He don't won't smoke he to sweet

They diss on the net but want at me

Stay wit them Mexican shooters like kap g

Me and my niggas we gotta survive

It's a real struggle just to stay alive

The pain that I'm feeling is hurting my pride

Smile on my face but I'm hurting inside

All of my niggas on go

We might come and kick in yo door

I use to sleep on the floor

I don't do that shit any more

Black stripped coupe know its looking like Bumblebee

How you gone say you my opps and you run from me

All of them rumors say they wonna murder me

Feeling like Scottie left of about 33

You talk to 12 u gone cop a plea

Seen my dawg turn to my enemy

They biting my style like fucking fleas

We give out deals like it's apple bees

Black stripped coupe know its looking like Bumblebee

How you gone say you my opps and you run from me

All of them rumors say they wonna murder me

Feeling like Scottie left of about 33

You talk to 12 u gone cop a plea

Seen my dawg turn to my enemy

They biting my style like fucking fleas

We give out deals like it's apple bees