Lyrics
It was you and me ho getting c-notes, what s my purpose i gotta keep searching
Ask somebody trina been the shit on the streets, please recognize this is a hip hop quoteable
had to make moves our home was so fucking little
bitch was this really worth it?
asking myself
If anybody do she know how we flow, bitch was this really worth it?
I moved forward and thank god for the lessons learned, over lapping the chorus
I d give it all up for one shot at, a in back of us, we can make it last
It was you and me ho getting c-notes, had to make moves our home was so fucking little &, ask somebody trina been the shit on the streets
Over lapping the chorus, we can make it last
Nice entourage lock mints wonder bras, miami bitches you know how we go, ask somebody trina been the shit on the streets
And even through the loneliest time, i just can t accept you not being well off
i don t own the club boo
I don t own the club boo, still in love wit niggas who was serving some hard times
We promised each other we would share the same losses, it was you and me ho getting c-notes, and even if i had all the bread in the world
Had to make moves our home was so fucking little, you and me were best friends we talked about abortions
I just can t accept you not being well off, we can make it last, as little girls hair braided o the same porches
I moved forward and thank god for the lessons learned, when hollywood passed i nearly lost my mind Me, but every time i see ya face i think of me and you
i d give it all up for one shot at
When hollywood passed i nearly lost my mind, i don t own the club boo, if anybody do she know how we flow
when we survived through a nickel and dime
keep tall body guys just to sit underneath
Turn em on to niggas who deep into that thug shit, yeah it s beef in the air and why she know, had to make moves our home was so fucking little
We decided when and which hoes we would fuck it, it s disappointing that you fell off well not fell off, we promised each other we would share the same losses
Guess what i wrote it too, we promised each other we would share the same losses, i moved forward and thank god for the lessons learned
it wouldn t be me if i didn t tell all
we can make it last
had to make moves our home was so fucking little
brought blue baby jeans just to shit on the
Miami bitches you know how we go, turn em on to niggas who deep into that thug shit
I just can t accept you not being well off, i even tried to call you but ya cell off Trina, we decided when and which hoes we would fuck it
Sit in the club i miss how it was, sit in the club i miss how it was
You and me were best friends we talked about abortions, you know it s really funny how the tables turn, i even tried to call you but ya cell off
And even if i had all the bread in the world, when we survived through a nickel and dime
You and me were best friends but i m the one you talk about, i know you do &, we survived through our loneliest nights
I m just showing love too, we can make it last, keep tall body guys just to sit underneath
i leave you bring up discussions on who i m fucking
You and me were best friends we talked about abortions, it was me and you trina who shared the hard times
Brought blue baby jeans just to shit on the, yeah it s beef in the air and why she know
get money fuck a little let a nigga touch a little
We can make it last, i m stretched out nervous
please recognize this is a hip hop quoteable
Guess what i wrote it too, over lapping the chorus, sit in the club i miss how it was
i moved forward and thank god for the lessons learned
The parties the club the function, i know you do
It wouldn t be me if i didn t tell all, but every time i see ya face i think of me and you
you and me were best friends we talked about abortions
We decided when and which hoes we would fuck it, sit back pop bottle ya ll sit on ya ll feet
You know it s really funny how the tables turn, screaming my name tryna get in v.i.p
Or involved wit niggas who lost their lives, as little girls hair braided o the same porches
we can make it last
It was me and you trina who shared the hard times, i moved forward and thank god for the lessons learned, the parties the club the function
Nice entourage lock mints wonder bras, you know it s really funny how the tables turn