Finesse2Tymes – Still won’t listen. Lyrics

my Palms ain’t sweaty military Glocks
with switches my walk through a 50
remember when I couldn’t get a visit
back in the trenches I was pimping p
with me stripping the passion forgetting
it load the Tahoe ship at the Memphis I
still won’t listen bloggers asking
questions and fishing trying to make me

a living a no finesse two times not
Ricky the one from the East I rob you
broad day in the street your stomach too
weak a hit his neck and knock out his
teeth don’t think he’s sweet 2010 two
shootouts a week rocking to sleep take
the fight though that in the creek don’t

do what he freach if he up he get
put beneath look off when he see me he
know better better not even Peak Lando
decease never Lando with me Lando
with us my daddy told me till I
bust I smile for my fans never talking
down on my mans especially the women
tell me to my face since you kill her
she mention a it turn me off my
dick start the shrivel and where I come

from we don’t put Draco and backpacks we
H them walk like a might make a
mob call and clip them she suck with her
dimples grab hold of my balls and LIF
them I don’t need a fer ain’t got a high
I’m official she like how I’m
thugging my eat a out in the
public I say how I feel immediately
don’t accept how I live I don’t give a
they ain’t the ones who went did

them years I try to be humble try not to
smack this I should Wonder on
Federal Papers can’t wait till I get off
I’m a snake I’m ain’t showing no love
cuz even if I do they ungrateful wum
Salam I greet my brother Salam alayum
rap suckers without an Entourage I
buff I ain’t trying to toss her if you
ain’t fing ging this you finesse to

time two times was a performer at the
concert police say that there was a
fight and then shots rang
out you walk out the crib don’t let them
touch the door rushing he said I
was snitching that where he at that
then went missing won’t say this
again I ain’t get in this to make
friends just give me my end let’s make

keeping it real a trend alliance with
men not perpetrating for their
friends C to spin them mens back to back
in them F my Palms ain’t sweaty military
clocks with switches my walk through a
50 remember when I couldn’t get a visit
back in the trenches I was pimping pull
with me stripping the passion for
getting it load the Tahoe ship it to
Memphis I won’t
listen