Yeah (Aye)
Now that I’m up they tryna tap in
Without y’all label my record still doing spins
I’m not a fool like the joker
I know this record crack you can call it a smoker
And now they wanna pull two rights
They tryna see what’s my move for the night
But it’s cool I play it smooth
I’m not tricked by they politics
See it’s whatever get ya money tho
Don’t be surprised if somebody kick ya back doe
For the fake sh#t you did
Somebody put a Inglewood up to ya lid
I’m not concerned with ya work
I spoke my peace on my half
I’m not Doctor Dre but you dealing with the aftermath (Aye)
Tryna hold my music up for ransom
I knew this sh#t was planned it wasn’t random
But it’s cool you can keep the music though
The end of the day I can make 100 Cosmos
I didn’t take a loss it’s a lesson
And it really turned out it was a blessing
I thought it would be straight
Cause I tried to help you run some plays
It ain’t work like we had planned it
In the end you tried to become a bandit
But I caught onto it quick
I stayed loyal to the cause and sh#t
This summer finna be lit
I’m on features and you know they some hits
I bought it back like an 80s track
Now that I’m gone where the f#ck you gone that n#gg#
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B.FUNK Lyrics – Last Time