Polite - Conflict of Love lyrics

[Chorus: Boy Big (Polite)] Bare with me, don't turn against me What I mean is that I'm caught up in the Conflict of Love Bare with me, don't turn against me I'm just a baller, some call it the life of a thug [Polite] Yo, yo, aiyo, I play the block like I'm homeless Bold in the the fourth corners, strong, I think I'm in the zone b**h I might embara** you, want me out my character Mommy I ain't mad at ya, you said I'm too gangster Yo understand why I do what I do Understand why I move when I move Could of had anybody in this world but I'm f**in' with you Ma' respect how I hustle and move Listen shorty it's simple, "I don't love you, I like you I don't wanna f** you or pipe you and I don't wanna wife you I got a wife at home, and if she find out A n***a fouled up shorty she gon' wild out She liable to flip, liable to punch holes in the whip Take me to court, sue me for half my sh** And listen shorty I don't need the drama Slay be the king at that", who be the King of Rap? I guess we soon to see Chorus [Ghostface k**ah] Before I start it let me pop my collar If you ain't feelin' how I move baby dial 1-800 then holler I'll chill for a minute, get morge for my music Write more initially, blow as I intended I lace you with a bank account Bill Gated up Drop wallets in that Cuban sh**, raise it up Ghost Ben Javer, Toney Starks stayed Still it's not enough for all the love I gave And all the b**hes that be fiendin' The meanin' is crawl right between 'em Do nasty things, be mean to 'em, without even G'en them I asked the father to forgive me, right before I put the key in him And now I feel guilty, it's only you and that's why I feel guilty My Clan be tellin' me that you gon' k** me f** it, I'll buy you a fur, feel me? Chorus [Boy Big] Remember this very night you said "hold on" Hold on, hold on Straighten up your face, don't turn the other way Be strong heyaayayaayay [Raekwon] Yo, hey you'se a snotty little arrogant b**h, ain't you? Relax big head I'm not Bird Man, lower that, thank you I'm money, the ring that I copped you was to spot you yo I'm helpin' your mother, just chill out, I got you You could say "life is a hoax", picture me fallin' back bein' broke I'd rather be woke, and I'd rather be buyin' a boat Livin' like two rich African people flyin' in dope Now if money gon' get us in trouble You better chill out now, and have you a drink and order me a double And I'm still gonna look out And you can walk on the 95, frontin' with your cheap pocket book out Break out Chorus