Lean On Me

CashMoneyAP
 Yeah, yeah, oh
 I had gave you so much real, I shouldn't have done that
 I sent my nigga on a drill, I pray he come back
 I got my heat so stop actin' like you cool with me
 My first time on TV was the news, nigga
 Had to leave that bitch, she kept tryna record me
 I do not rap, this shit just real nigga poetry (ayy)
 I was just broke, it's amazin'
 Soon as I got some money, niggas talkin' like they made me
 Chains on a nigga, it reminded me of slavery
 I know you don't drink Promethazine
 I still want you to lean on me
 I'm sorry the streets been callin' me
 I just hate when you take my dawgs from me
 So just in case I buy another Frenchie
 I go out my way to kill enemies
 Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
 Ooh-ooh
 Bitch, you could have a hundred guns
 But it's about what you gon' do with 'em
 On top of my opps like mountains
 I hate to say what I'm gon' do with 'em
 My shooters somethin' like Babe Ruth, just ordered me a new hitter
 And he's from New York and I'm a giant, nigga, who little?
 This shit somethin' like the music app, you spin, it get more realer
 I'm not a gentleman, I walk in and let the door hit her
 The label, they just cut the check and I ain't have no scissors
 Blue face hundreds, my money ain't got no rhythm
 Know my jit gon' step, that's why I'm standin' on the porch with him
 I'ma win and I got ties now, I ain't sparin' no nickle
 Real dream chaser, tomorrow I might go and buy some four wheelers
 Tywan was at the corner store with a Mad Dog and a four nickle
 Nigga made me mad, dawg, I flash out with no liquor
 You a rapper, not a real nigga, they need to log you out of Triller
 I just wanna be alone
 And leave all of my people strong
 I still can't believe we on
 I had prayed a hundred times, I was still worried
 He washed that stick a hundred times, it was still dirty
 I'm tryna smile and go forward like I'm James Worthy
 My bedroom and my car, it got the same curtains
 I know it helped me when you changed, but it's still hurt me
 I had to fight all my feelings, it just wasn't workin'
 I still ride around with my metal, she got plastic surgery
 I had gave you so much real, I shouldn't have done that
 I sent my nigga on a drill, I pray he come back
 I got my heat so stop actin' like you cool with me
 My first time on TV was the news, nigga
 Had to leave that bitch, she kept tryna record me
 I do not rap, this shit just real nigga poetry (ayy)
 I was just broke, it's amazin'
 Soon as I got some money, niggas talkin' like they made me
 Chains on a nigga, it reminded me of slavery
 I just wanna be alone
 And leave all of my people strong
 I still can't believe we on
 I had prayed a hundred times, I was still worried
 He washed that stick a hundred times, it was still dirty
 I'm tryna smile and go forward like I'm James Worthy
 I know you don't drink Promethazine
 I still want you to lean on me
 I'm sorry the streets been callin' me