Finesse2Tymes – Still won’t listen. [ Lyrics ] Letra Finesse2tymes Finesse2Tymes – Still won’t listen. [ Lyrics ]
Verse
My palms ain’t sweaty, military Glocks with switches
My walk through a fifty, remember when I couldn’t get a visit
Back in the trenches, I was pimpin’, ? strippin’
A passion for gettin’ it, load the Tahoe, ship it to Memphis
I still won’t listen, bloggers askin’ questions and fishin’
Tryna make me a livin’, they know Finesse2tymes not Ricky
The one from the East, rob you broad day in the street
Your stomach too weak, hit his neck and knock out his teeth
Don’t think he’s sweet, 2010 two shootouts a week
Rock ‘em to sleep, take the fire throw that in the creek
Don’t do what he preach, fuck if he up, he get put beneath
Look off when he see me, he know better, better not even peek
Lando deceased? Never nigga, Lando with me, Lando with us
My daddy told me fuck ‘til I bust, I smile for my fans
Never talkin’ down on my mans, especially to women
Tell me to my face since you killer
She mention a nigga, it turn me off, my dick start to shrivel
And where I come from, we don’t put Draco’s in backpacks, we hip ‘em
Walk like I’m crippled, might make a mob call and clip ‘em
She suck with her dimples, grab hold of my balls and lift ‘em
I don’t need a Finsta, ain’t gotta hide shit I’m official
She like how I’m thuggin’, might eat her pussy out in the public
I say how I feel, the media don’t accept how I live
I don’t give a fuck, they ain’t the ones who went did them years
I tried to be humble, tried not to smack the shit out ?
On federal papers, can’t wait ‘til I get off, I’mma snake ‘em
Ain’t showin’ no love, ‘cause even if I do they ungrateful
“Wa alaikum salam”, I greet my brothers “As salam alaikum”
Rap niggas suckas, without an entourage I’ll buck ‘em
I ain’t tryna tussle, if you ain’t FNG then it’s fuck ya
You walk out the crib, don’t let ‘em touch the door nigga, rush ‘em
He said I was snitchin’, now where he at? That bitch done went missin’
Won’t say this again, ain’t get in this shit to make friends
Just give me my ends, let’s make keepin’ it real a trend
Alliance with men, not niggas perpetrating for their friends
Tell Kayboe to spin, them ? back to back in them Fins
Outro
My palms ain’t sweaty, military Glocks with switches
My walk through a fifty, remember when I couldn’t get a visit
Back in the trenches, I was pimpin’, ? strippin’
A passion for gettin’ it, load the Tahoe, ship it to Memphis
I still won’t listen
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