Some Bout The Way

You make it look like it's magic
Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you
I'm never confused
Money bag, money making hits

Hey, hey, I'm for you to be
Ooh, 27 Club
You make it look like it's magic
Cause I see nobody, nobody but you

Bitch, come on
Ayy, please don't ask me why I'm trippin
Cause I stand on it , I'm out of state, I put my man's on it
And we gon' spin and spin again until we land on it

I put some bands, I put some bands, I put some bands on it
Creepin' through they block when it's hot, I put a fan on it
Creepin' through some shit when it's hot, I'm leavin' niggas cold
Or slap the shit up out of niggas, speaking on my bro

You better watch what you posting, cause we beating up these loads
And all my niggas pro's, I'm just waitin' for Dame to make it home
I fuck around and bet it all on the 10 to 4
Ayy, you ain't even get no time, so what you tellin' for

Ayy, cuz I ain't even drop the price on what he sell for bo
I grew up with lil zo, that's my cutty, I know he gon' blow
Bitch, if you love me, then bleed some and post up at the sto
Ah nigga, play with new money, I'll blow this bitch fasho
Ayy, you ain't even blow your pole you bought that bitch, for show
My cutty Fuck with them niggas, so when I see him, I hope he gettin' low

It's some bout the way
It's some bout the way I up and lift a nigga face
It's some bout the way a nigga livin', I been feelin caged
It's some bout the way he died that shit ain't feel the same

My brother died, I been outside and I been pickin' brains
They brother died and they aint slide, I swear these niggas lame
Just threw a switchy onna chop, it's kickin' like Lucane
Bitch, I been outside before these niggas started claimin' gang

Ayy, ayy, I break a bitch just for dollars and then I dip off
She got me feelin' like that one, like I'm Chris Bosh
This bitch said she ain't had no money, make my dick soft
Bitch, I ain't argue with shi, I let this stick talk
I'm in my bag, like I'm rick ross, , it aint shit to let these sticks off
These niggas know I'm comin', I'm a big dog
Pussy niggas playin' both sides like it's Chris Cross
I'm up in neimans, give a fuck about what this bitch cost

I ain't the type to play, these niggas all on playa dick like they kinda gay
Push up on the wrong fuckin' whip, end your life today
It's me n rio on the road, we tryna find a way
My brother died and I been hopin' for some brighter days
And for every time I cry, they go slide until he outter space
I told my mama, just forgive me if I die today
This wicked world shit forever in me, I'ma die this way

Ooh, 27 club

It's some bout the way, It's some bout the way I up and lift a nigga face
It's some bout the way a nigga livin', I've been feelin' caged
It's some bout the way he died, that shit ain't feel the same
My brother died, I've been outside and I've been pickin' brains
They brother died and they ain't slide, I swear these niggas lame
Just threw a switchy onna chopp, it's kickin' like Luke Cain