No matter how much I pour my heart out you'll never feel me
No matter how much I lose giving shit I'm still giving
Cause my heart go out to the ones I love the most cause they the realest
If it wasn't for the ones I love the most I wouldn't chase these millions
I stopped chasing hoes cause my end result wasn't the one I wanted
I learned at the end of that road you don't gain nothing from it
I watched a nigga wife a hoe he know they all smutted
It's only a small percentage of em that could come back from it
She so quick to find her peace, but yet quick to end it
She walk around with ten friends but now they all befriended
It's forever this forever that, but yet a text can end it
Dead presidents more loyal to me than half of these women
They rather crash out then go and make a bag from it
I know these niggas hate on me, ima bag off em
The law behind us two decisions keep it cool or do the dash on em
You keep it cool might not come back from it
Sometimes you gotta dash on em
Sometimes you gotta dash on em
Sometimes you gotta, sometimes you gotta
Sometimes you gotta dash on em
Sometimes you gotta, sometimes you gotta
Sometimes you gotta dash on em
Sometimes you gotta, sometimes you gotta
Sometimes you gotta dash on em
Let me pop my shit real quick
The whole hood know I'm hard them niggas just hate to say it
These niggas fake they love to hate until my record playing
A thousand dollar jacket on my back I hate to wear it
Baddie bitches on top of baddie bitches I hate to share em
No matter how much I pour my heart out you'll never feel me
No matter how much I lose giving shit I'm still giving
Cause my heart go out to the ones I love the most cause they the realest
If it wasn't for the ones I love the most I wouldn't chase these millions
I stopped chasing hoes cause my end result wasn't the one I wanted
I learned at the end of that road you don't gain nothing from it
I watched a nigga wife a hoe he know they all smutted
It's only a small percentage of em that could come back from it
You know how we carry it bro
Foot on niggas necks with everything we do bro
We coming at these niggas every angle, every aspect bro
We gon win, we got no choice but to win bro
We put too much blood, sweat, tears in this shit bro
We gon get ours
They rather crash out then go and make a bag from it
I know these niggas hate on me, ima bag off em
The law behind us two decisions keep it cool or do the dash on em
You keep it cool might not come back from it
Sometimes you gotta dash on em
Sometimes you gotta dash on em
Sometimes you gotta, sometimes you gotta
Sometimes you gotta dash on em