Tough Love
[Intro]
Helluva made this beat baby
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Thirty on my Glock and I keep it on my hip, yeah
Riding in that foreign they wanna keep me in my whip, yeah
I can never trust them ratchets, hit her and I dip, yeah
Still remember days I was broke hitting licks, yeah
Stuck in these streets knee deep got VV's on VV's
Big ass crib, I got TV's on TV's
And my bitch bad, I got Riri's on Riri's
Say my heart been broke you gotta watch how you treat me
You don't love me like you tell me
This must be tough love
These niggas got me fucked up
I went and ran my bucks up
I used to pour up wit' you, now I sip my own cup
Shit was good when we was younger, but now we all grown ups
[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Yeah, and once you get up in your bag them niggas colors show
Posting up, I tote this baby chopper me and novio
Cookies on me, chiefin' Master P's like I'm Lil' Romeo
Grade A like I'm on honor roll I'm smoking dopey dope
She gon' drop her draws just 'cause I rap, she don't know me though
Whole gang icy, we look like the walk in Tokyo
You ain't never show me no support, but you my homey though
And niggas pillow talking to these bitches, damn near broke the code
Suit and tie on, let's get back to business
I can take any bitch I want, I don't ask permission
Loving on that bitch behind closed doors the bitch got bad commitment
We don't find the same shit funny you just laugh to kick it
When I was growing up was rocking DD's now I'm Saks Fifthin'
Bitch I'm glowing up 'cause all these VV's got me back grinning
.40 scare the shit up out a pussy nigga, cat litter
Yeah bitch we get paid 'cause we got minds but we ain't rap niggas
Bitch
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Thirty on my Glock and I keep it on my hip, yeah
Riding in that foreign they wanna keep me in my whip, yeah
I can never trust them ratchets, hit her and I dip, yeah
Still remember days I was broke hitting licks, yeah
Stuck in these streets knee deep got VV's on VV's
Big ass crib, I got TV's on TV's
And my bitch bad, I got Riri's on Riri's
Say my heart been broke you gotta watch how you treat me
You don't love me like you tell me
This must be tough love
These niggas got me fucked up
I went and ran my bucks up
I used to pour up wit' you, now I sip my own cup
Shit was good when we was younger, but now we all grown ups
[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
Riding in the foreign and I'm looking for my enemies
I got shooter tendencies
Know no one and got enemies
Lost a couple brothers and I started drinking Hennessy
Talking to the devil I didn't let them demons in to me
I know them niggas wanna see us fall off, but we won't though
Police come around asking hella questions and I don't know
Diamonds on my wrist looked at my hand and it was all froze
We gon' keep on sliding on these niggas 'til they all gone
When I'm going through it, need somebody I can call on
You don't got my back you ain't the type that I can fall on
I wanna give you a chance but then I don't
I can't let new niggas around, they be 5-0
Rolling up this Cookie and I swear it got my mind gone
Niggas looking for me, I'm outside they think I'm at home
Still got some problems going on way back home
Everybody asking me for money like I'm that on
I get new cousins every day wit' the shit
Everybody calling 'cause I'm famous and shit
Still got hella opps so I'm still aiming and shit
Sipping on Codeine it got me draining and shit
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Thirty on my Glock and I keep it on my hip, yeah
Riding in that foreign they wanna keep me in my whip, yeah
I can never trust them ratchets, hit her and I dip, yeah
Still remember days I was broke hitting licks, yeah
Stuck in these streets knee deep got VV's on VV's
Big ass crib, I got TV's on TV's
And my bitch bad, I got Riri's on Riri's
Say my heart been broke you gotta watch how you treat me
You don't love me like you tell me
This must be tough love
These niggas got me fucked up
I went and ran my bucks up
I used to pour up wit' you, now I sip my own cup
Shit was good when we was younger, but now we all grown ups