Envy Songtext
von Ransom

Yeah Ye-ah
Yeah Ye-ah
Yeah Ye-ah
Yeah
Yeah


Always wondered why niggas envied me (Ye-ah)
Your bitchy attitudes and remarks just never offended me (Nah)
Know your identity before you try to pretend to me (Yeah)
In tune with the enemy, so my enemy won′t be the end of me (Yeah)
Hands on the wheel I hold them ten to three
I'm riddin′ filthy (Filthy)
In a sense that's why they find me guilty (Woo)
Riddin' Shotty is my homie in the future he′ll probably try to kill me
But presently that thought I find it silly
To my surprise, the thought of my demise is fantasised
Amongst niggas who plan to rise
You can′t trust a friend's a feelin′ you can't describe (shit)
Now I meditate with my heat tucked
In a McLaren tryna self medicate with my seats up
Demonstrate how these streets tough
Just keep up
I′m in a space let me reiterate
Never celebrate with your re-up dummy (Come on)
You half stepping pick yo' feet up sonny
The last second to the speak up for me
Just do the math
See who′ll laugh when you finally slip up
Why should you keep a nigga down
That you finally could lift up? (Why?)
Your brother came to you and said, he gon' need him a quick plug
You denied him
And then he watched you throw ones in a strip club (damn)
Hate in his eyes while you showin' this bitch love
′Cause the money wasted on shorty he uses to flip drugs
I give up
Where′s all this loyalty? Let switch it
You give him the money, he buys the drugs
Gets locked and now he needs lawyer fees (damn)
So before you say all them niggas hatin' (Uh huh)
Don′t place yourself inside the situation (Smart)
Yeah
Try to avoid it when the shit is waitin' (Why?)
You gave him hell now come and sit with Satan

Yeah Ye-ah
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Yeah Ye-ah
Yeah Ye-ah