Doe B - Don't Want It lyrics

(Intro) Every day we sacrifice for the motherf**in streets But they still come with adversity And we embrace that So I woke up this morning and I thought to myself These p**y n***as don’t it, let go they all off the shelf Call upon all my n***as and keep my head to the left Lookin to lyrics that I never turn, I bring home my cheddar Where they thought like the better, words might stretch like a river Hear these n***as talkin fowl, they deserve what they took Smoke a n***a like Snoop and lighter strike in your lip Push my blunt on the crew boys, don’t move like Luke in this b**h That choppa hot as the lava, they don’t call this yo friend I hear you weird n***as talkin, don’t mean to pull with your friends And she say nobody feels you You need nobody until somebody k**s you sponsored links So all these n***as all wanna be famous Will I paint the picture until I paint it Talkin bout crazy like a R&B singer Like I go up for a week like a brand new Chrysler Better keep a eye, mean this a ranger n***as got a problem, I suggest you get a handle Don’t light it up, you don’t wanna know what up This sh** I got for you will be better for yo health (Pre-Hook) I swear to God you don’t want it I swear to God you don’t want it Real talk, you don’t want it Real talk, you don’t want it (Hook) But real n***as don’t f** wit yall, They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Real n***as don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Real b**hes don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Them b**hes don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Okay little n***as here in my clique And bad b**hes on my dick I’ll be a stand up guy til I die And give a f** who don’t like this sh** The flavor I keep, ain’t nobody right here In a new drop big with hand white b**h Poor black kid, ain’t nobody like you Feel 4-5 brick when they blow to AC Bolt up, might catch yo body like clique Shoot them in the head, feed yo body to the fish And goddamn B let em now we got the blow still purr on the low Shawty ye ain’t even know I can give a damn bout whoever hatin on me Got some playin kid n***as and a few that can’t hold me Got some Alabama n***as, say you really don’t want it Remind them bad b**hes always on it Anybody know me know I used to sell the G for a silent OZ But yo brain freeze 3, you can get a whole key But for a n***a on the roll you can cago leap One trip and where they at? Where they at? Less they call you Cameras all in it, b**h want 1-40 If it ain’t 100 cash in the bag I ain’t going to the club f** a little n***a, take him but they selling d** So from Rio De Janeiro to Chicago we ain’t hear em Went missin my cheddar, Louie hella we appear Every time you see me I got 2 freaks with a new uzzi and the S I take Girl ya bad behavior, I suggest yall behave My n***as tryna rob me for the automatic riddle n***a go, God bless yall n***as I arrest yall n***as and be just that my n***as (Pre-Hook) I swear to God you don’t want it I swear to God you don’t want it Real talk, you don’t want it Real talk, you don’t want it (Hook) But real n***as don’t f** wit yall, They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Real n***as don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Real b**hes don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Them b**hes don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall f** yall n***as! You don’t like a n***a, put yo finger in my face, see what happenin there Ain’t nobody never touch me and it ain’t nobody never done nothing to me n***a Yea you talkin bout a n***a, shots fired n***a Hey man, hey man Don’t wanna talk man, don’t wanna talk Yea I’m done, yea I’m done I’m through with it I’mma let yall s**a a** n***as man I’mma let yall s**a a** n***as ahead of this sh**, man I’m done I’m done Aye man I’m lyin, n***a Popeye a punk n***a I ain’t bullsh**tin, n***a he beat Bluto’s a** every episode I ain’t bullsh**tin my n***a Hey look, check this out my n***a I ain’t even, I’mma stop sayin anything bout anything man Any n***a ever came and got anything from me on credit n***a If you owe me money you’d better check these n***as Slap fire these now when they say something bout me I mean real talk man Every b**h I’ve been with man, Goddamn if you hear her heart and I let you live Man you yell hard and I go soft on you man I’m for real man I coulda f**ed you again b**h, I know I coulda You start screamin I lay it back, you know what I mean? … (Pre-Hook) I swear to God you don’t want it I swear to God you don’t want it Real talk, you don’t want it Real talk, you don’t want it (Hook) But real n***as don’t f** wit yall, They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Real n***as don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Real b**hes don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall Them b**hes don’t f** wit yall They don’t f** wit yall, they don’t f** wit yall