nice - the interview lyrics
[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n+ggas)
[verse 1]
like a psychic, see a play before i call it out
she call me papi, but can’t hear, somethin’ in her mouth
instagram followers, what this sh+t about?
i get caught, none of them followers won’t buy me out
fool me once, shame on me, but sh+t, i know now
’cause i hit a ho he hit, now we got smoke now
five racks or better, i ain’t comin’ out
chanel head to toe like they let one out
[?], baby, used to scr+p playin’ manhunt
my n+ggas ain’t tryna fight, they tryna catch ’em one
we supposed to die lit, not miserable
never whack a n+gga ’bout a b+tch, only principles
b+tch left when i was down, what a shame
bought a marnie sweater just to heal the pain
pretend i had fake opps, what a lame
runnin’ off with n+ggas’ work, they gon’ find your ass slain
seen me at my worst, don’t you be proud that i’m lit
that hate sh+t a disease, see you frown through the tint
call a play up to forty, shawn kemp
she told me she gon’ leave me if i keep sippin’ trish
it’s crazy i love a cup more than my b+tch
yeah, your p+ssy good, but it don’t taste better than this
sit back, call shots, send a blitz
they indicting over lyrics, let’s not speak about no hits
[verse 2]
wish i can really go on debt for real
but they tryna connect the dots, so i gotta chill
i don’t need a p+wn shop to see your sh+t ain’t real
we call ’em hotties now, strikers ran with lil’ wheels
they say he anti, why he be movin’ like that?
cool n+gga, still’ll give him my groove and hit a hat
used to couldn’t stack mine, got a down payment
pressin’ up that— you might catch a contact
hit the booth purple flay, i wish heaven had a jack
make brief fare off rap, i ain’t gotta sell crack
i know you wanna hit my main b+tch, i’d bet
’cause when i hit your hoes, they don’t never come back
[outro]
in the city, you gotta have sh+t
you just get on the microphone talkin’ ’bout that sh+t
so i had to do sh+t, dog, you know what i’m sayin’? like
it was at a time we was kids, we was just rappin’
sh+t, just makin’ up sh+t
but then we started goin’ through real+life sh+t, you know what i’m sayin’? just
but the whole time, i’m like, “i gotta figure out how to get out this sh+t, you know what i’m sayin’, at the end of the day
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