Your Way

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 Like a piano, we moving keys
 Bet I drop down on my enemies
 Know you just hate when I go away
 Like a pistol, you my throwaway
 Roll up the gas, and we blow away
 BK, you have this shit your way
 When I said some real shit, you just switch up the topic
 Would you fuck with me baby if you had the option
 Had to tell em don't mind us
 We be arguing in the diners
 No there ain't shit for them to see
 I spent 14 on my VV's
 So my heart a little colder now
 Lame shit got older now
 I needed more now
 Masked up, I'll go now
 Yeah that was back then
 Still a' fuck your friend
 And your boyfriend a bitch
 He ain't even on shit
 Steady stalking, man that nigga's a poser
 Seven hundred horses inside the motor
 Love my lil' baby, vanilla mocha
 Ain't no sleeping, we just fuck on the sofa
 Speaking to your mind, but this ain't philosophy
 Got your body, all I need is your honesty
 Even when I'm drunk, I handle responsibly
 That boy not hot as me
 Talkin', I shot his knee
 I'm rocking Prada jeans
 I'm serving dope, and not caring about a fiend
 She trying to smoke my dope, it's not ten a G
 I'm in the open, I swear ain't no holding me
 Fresh out the cell, man I swear ain't no slowing me
 Like a piano, we moving keys
 Bet I drop down on my enemies
 Know you just hate when I go away
 Like a pistol, you my throwaway
 Roll up the gas, and we blow away
 BK, you have this shit your way
 When I said some real shit, you just switch up the topic
 Would you fuck with me baby if you had the option
 Had to tell em don't mind us
 We be arguing in the diners
 No there ain't shit for them to see
 I spent 14 on my VV's
 So my heart a little colder now
 Lame shit got older now
 I needed more now
 Masked up, I'll go now