Bun B - Love Me Now lyrics

[Verse 1 - DeLorean] This one for the rollers One time for the riders One time had a n***a parked on them shoulders Couldn't get nothing sh** out us Sitting on em choppers 20 inch new Brabbus My b**h look the baddest My paint look wettest When I raise my trunk u can read my letters Ho I'm back like a LoJack n***a thought he ran off sh**. I knew I was pan out with this sh** Never had a hand out just put my band out Stay lowkey i didn't wanna stand out But they Recognize my face. Know my flow Hear my case everytime I open up all that ba** Htown nigha from around that way. Love me now or leave me lone Did no wrong. knocked no names. Block no fame Stole no song Jack no style salute that crown. He that king I'm just down If Y'all gone throw stones yall better throw them now [Hook 2x - DeLorean] Love me now or leave me lone Love me now love me now Love me now or leave me lone Each's own tell them n***as get they money hell we grown Just forget it i ain't begging I'mma get it on my own - till im gone [Verse 2 - Bun B] Woke up with money on my mind that atm mentality cash up on my cranium my psychic bout that salary Im burning dro like calories and burning bread like a broken toaster Burning down that boulevard slab clean as a tesler roadster Test the best i guess you supposed to But no I'mma bring that heat like spolestra While these p**y n***as cheating like sammy sosa I got doja in the swisher sweet, swisher sweet on the dash You hear the beat when i pa** And my trunk is knocking beat that a** From the cla** of 92 still making it do it what it do And i did what i did and thats what it does and thats what it is cuase thats what it was Pa** me biz pa** me the bud get off my dick and shut da f** up This is that texas sh** so i gots to wrecks this sh** hold up n***a what [Hook 2x - DeLorean] Love me now or leave me lone Love me now love me now Love me now or leave me lone Each's own tell them n***as get they money hell we grown Just forget it i ain't begging I'mma get it on my own - till im gone [Verse 3 - DeLorean] This hear for the trophies Ogs didn't know me Going live like 4 times Pay a n***a no mind Im sitting on a gold mind Get a whiff of this dope line Leave a brinks truck broke down White cup full of cold crime 2 bags of the 09 Big drank nice dank white girls sh** da whole nine sh** bout to go down Is you going to ride is you gonna fold n***a don't lie this sh** cold Ac blowing i don't need no harm im the next n***a going Let me eat my sh** say my grace Hear my prayers n***a learn my ways Ain't sh** change since the ancient days I'mma make this pay yall go play Im so far like san tropez Dont' leave that cargo where i stay Yea we started in that basement now we barcode everyday Aye! undergrond until they burn it down 2 k's on a hundred round One shot from the south 2 things in the couch Yall better shut mouth - Know what im talking about