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You can't indefinitely go on caring for somebody
Who doesn't care for you, can you?
Yeah, yeah, uh
I'm not a type to blow you up on the spot
But I'm just wondering, is you fuckin' with the Web or not?
I said, on a good day she like a 6 outta 10
But the way she move that ass, I'd bump it up to a 10 (yeah)
I'm not to send off strays
But all these pretty girls doing self harm or wanna be gay
I said, down in VA, I'm missing out on all the pretty ladies
Lately I can't trust no girl 'cause all them niggas is shady
Reppin' my city 'cause my niggas know how to break it down
But I'ma talk my shit 'cause yall got nothing on me and my baby
Like, Within The Walls In 5, bro!
Holy shit, like bro go ahead and motherfuckin' (Talk to me)
Yeah, I feel like Ye without his Kim K
While listening to Kung Fu Kenny, feel like a sensei
I'll wax on and wax off any nigga unlike any day
Ain't Mr. Miygai, but niggas can get these hands, I'm on my way
The old me, he wasn't shit but a nigga
And if he ever spun back, just know pulling the trigger, nigga
You know what?
They not hearing us, Akira
You know what? Go ahead and (Talk to me)
Too much shit to handle and I still ain't reach my graduation
Told my mama I'm not feeling good, think I'm exaggerating
I like all my music so it really means I'm liking greatness
Fuck it, I might go to Japan, tryna chill on vacation
I'm picking all the trash up out the game, nigga not on probation
I don't give a fuck about a timer, nigga, start the racing
Me and Web like Bron and Wade, these niggas see the dedication
Old-ass nigga think he the best, he off the medication
Showing demonstrations of how niggas get down
These niggas on the street keep pushing weight, start flipping the pounds
Been on my Saba shit, why niggas tryna care for me now?
These niggas tryna take my spot, but they ain't topping the child
I bring the party everywhere I go, watch niggas pop out
Some niggas probably called the cops because they know that we loud
It's like a concert in the crib, we started shaking the house
And when I make it to the top, I hope my family proud
What's up?
Aye, stop sleeping on us, man
Me and Web just low-key cooked on this shit
And they still finna doubt us, bro
Fuck it, we still gonna spazz regardless, though (come on)
I'm not the type to blow you up on the spot
But I'm just wondering, is you fuckin' with the Web or not?
I said, on a good day she like a 6 outta 10
But the way she move that ass, I'd bump it up to a 10 (yeah)
I'm not to send off strays
But all these pretty girls doing self harm or wanna be gay
I said, I'll give you the world if you just gimme a chance
You got me praying to God so I can make an amends
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Release Date
2026-07-18
ISRC
QT6ED2602387
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Songwriter
Ja'Veon Woodson
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