Close To You ft. Dlo Lyrics

If he screaming out loyalty, better watch that man close

You can't brag on what you posed to do

I keep a Glock with extension, cus niggas dying bout bitches

I swear these niggas be emotional

You gotta play ya position

You gotta sit back and listen and let nobody get to close to you

She ain't fuck in a minute, the BMW tinted

She eat the dick and then I'm ghosting you

Yeah, You gotta learn how to charge it, Me and ways in a charger

She broke my heart now I'm different cause trusting bitches is harder

Loving bitches is harder

Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches, I had to show how I'm smarter than that

Hanging out with snitches, what's the difference, you stalling a rat

Tired of doing all this empty venting I started to rap

Yeah, I started to rap

Niggas frauding, who started the cap

My niggas all on a mission

Yeah

Feel like the newest edition

Yeah

Fuck her good now she bitching

Yeah

The money make her submissive

Yeah

I ain't doing no wishing

Yeah

Ima go out and get it

Yeah

All the Glockies got switches

Yeah

We ain't doing no slippin

Can I

Let my gaurd down when around when I'm around you and When I'm

Deep inside my thoughts don't let me drown cause Then I

Don't really give a fuck bout who around, catch em wit his man now

That's another man down I can't lie

Shotti hit you right in ya body, and Sir

Gen 5

A nigga ended up in my mentions then poof, Tada

Now that nigga not around

Yeah

Now that Nigga not around

How you talking switches, you was just a class clown

Run into that Nigga we gone put his ass down

Yeah

It be hard to do better when niggas change like the weather

Broke my heart and I let her, now I'm just tryna forget her

Wasn't getting no cheddar, she told me she wanted better

And now I'm better than ever but I ain't reading her letters

No, no, no

Started off with this rap shit

Who ever thought I'd see my man in a caption

Niggas keep on lying on they hand, they be capping

Talking on my man, watch this 40 blow his back in

Yeah

In them clubs, we get straps in

Cannot do no lacking

Brodie said he tryna win it all, ain't no second

Told my baby Ima give my all if she let me

Gotta keep it going cus these niggas tryna stretch me

And that shit real though

I was down, but on the way I met my real bros

And they all standing with me

Let them catch you slipping, get put down and that's six deep

Got my first whip, I was rolling like the 60s

Pockets full of blues, got me feeling like I'm Nipsey

Sipping on this henny, tryna get a lil tipsy

Put a nigga down if he ever try to flip me

I'm cold to the heart

Let it blow to ya heart

Put a hole in ya head now ya soul can depart

Left a note on ya bed, now you holding ya heart

Yeah

Now you holding ya heart

Giving signs, should've knew you was gone fold from the start

That shit was real weird

When they took my man down, I shed some real tears

Yeah

I'm just glad my niggas still here

Yeah

If he screaming out loyalty, better watch that man close

You can't brag on what you posed to do

Keep a Glock with extension, cus niggas dying bout bitches

I swear these niggas be emotional

You gotta play ya position

You gotta sit back and listen and let nobody get to close to you

She ain't fuck in a minute, the BMW tinted

She eat the dick and then I'm ghosting you