Guerilla Maab - Ain't Gettin' sh** lyrics

[Z-Ro] You say I gotta pay, to get a spot in heaven It's like I crap on the dice, seeing nothing but seven Everytime I work my mouthpiece, you just keep on saying no Unless I wanna give up my royal checks, and all my do' You got a n***a f**ed up, Z-Ro ain't dishing out Could of been with a million dolla n***a, but now you missing out Treated you with nothing but respect, but that's not what you want I had to call you a b**h, just to get a response When a n***a be talking to you with common sense, you laugh at that sh** Could of saved my breath and went straight penile, and be jacking my dick When I gave you ecstasy and drank, but you got plex in your house Would of even let you s** my dick, but I won't bless your mouth Tell me why you wanna wonder, what my pockets like Must got a grudge in your p**y, cause ain't nobody knocked it right I'm not gonna make my money to give it away, let me make that clear So why you tripping on money, tell your partna come here You want so many fancy thangs, you need to get up and bleed the block Cause when you f**ing with my dividends, you just might meet the Glock Hold em up swoll em up, better keep your greedy fingers by your side b**h it's hot outside, and I was just trying to offer your a** a ride But I hope your feet get tired [Hook: Cl'Che & (Trae)] Boy you know I really love you (You ain't getting sh**) Boy you know I wanna please you (Nah, you ain't getting sh**) I didn't mean, to deceive you (You still ain't getting sh**) Baby please, don't you leave me (b**h you ain't getting sh**) [Trae] Is it my destiny, for me to fail I caught myself running up and down with you, but I can't prevail No matter how many times I try, you proceed to tell me no I might not of been that rich, but I kept it real and that's fa sho Waking up early just to pimp my hustle, so we can parlay Never show no signs of an attitude, just to make sure you stay I walked and even caught the bus on the cool, just to see how you doing It seems the more I wanted to be with you, the more that you wanted Everything about it didn't deserve to get done like this Why did you have to go, do me bad I provided everything you need, and I gave you everything you had From that point you started to get shife, too quick to be yelling it's over Telling me that that n***a was a friend, that picked you up in the Range Rover I know you heard what I said, don't ever bite the hand that's gon feed you All I ever did was your love, but you left that to let me deceive you That's life you go your way I'ma go mine, cause I'm gon be alright Just don't come crying to me, when that n***a fin to beat your a** tonight [Hook - 2x] [Dougie D] Check your big a** cousin big a** mouth, won't let you comprehend Ain't got no time to listen, cause it go through one ear right out the other end In the game again, don't wanna do you wrong because a promise I keep And steadily dodging other temptation, from hitting these hoes with the meat But now you wanna be rubbing me hugging me, but it's all to the good And while you be s**ing I'm busting, up in your mouth like I should You silly a** b**h got me f**ed up, thinkin that Doug D don't know the game But look I'm keeping all of my change, and you ain't getting a god damn thang [Cl'Che] All of this embracing and money chasing, trips and I'm riding with ya All of this tricking and sticking your a** b**h, and I'm still with ya All of this, down to get richer with you baby f** over your lady, now you done lost your life savings Some ghetto b**h done s**ed your dick, and turned you out Some ghetto b**h done f**ed your click, somethin for you all to talk about Now you done knocked down, the nastiest do' to knock down When you had the freshest piece of meat, that you had to show around No b**h (no b**h), can do what I can No b**h (no b**h), gon do what I did Feel that all that, now b**h move on You had what you had, in the beginning and now it's gone (*talking*) Man, why you tripping (You ain't getting sh**) I gotta pay my P.O. man (You still ain't getting sh**) I had to take my T. Lady car to the shop (Nah, you ain't getting sh**) I still gotta pay my studio bill (Nah n***a, you ain't getting sh**) Man, don't you want me to be on my grind (You ain't getting sh**) Can't a n***a just try and shine (You still ain't getting sh**) Can't a n***a go get the new J's (You ain't getting sh** n***a) sh**, can I keep the dog (Hell naw n***a) You ain't getting, (you ain't getting sh**) Nah you ain't getting sh**, (nah you ain't getting sh**) You still ain't getting sh**, (b**h you still ain't getting sh**) b**h you still ain't getting sh** (n***a you ain't getting sh**) You ain't getting sh**, (you ain't getting sh**) You still ain't getting sh**, (you still ain't getting sh**) Nah you ain't getting sh**, (you still ain't getting sh**) b**h you got me f**ed up, (well f** you then) (*skit*)