Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Both Ways, artist - Izzie Gibbs. Date of issue: 30.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Both Ways |
| Said they love me always |
| I see they’re all fake |
| Trapstar, we do it all day |
| Hustle in a hallway |
| So road, ay |
| Tryna get it both ways |
| Both ways, okay |
| Am I gonna fall off? |
| Tell my brudda no way |
| Wanna show me love but I know they’re all fake |
| Round here we don’t play no games |
| Same niggas, there’s way too many |
| Said they got me, when they popped up, they was gone already |
| Where’s the love, I don’t feel any |
| Whipping in the kitchen, all the fumes have got me sweaty |
| Set up shop like it’s Jenny’s |
| Had a pack and now it’s empty |
| so I’m in the T-house with plenty |
| You niggas trap 'cause it’s trendy |
| Still at your mum’s living rent-free |
| I’ll punch a yout' out his Fendi |
| Then hot step in Balenci' |
| selling onions, fuck them, they’re just jealous bruddas |
| Going broke, that’s not in my plans |
| Gotta boss it if you’re bad |
| I can put them G’s all on your back |
| Nowadays I’m feeling like the man |
| Bust it like he just beat a case |
| Free my niggas, I’m just counting down the days |
| Talking on my name but they can’t say it to my face |
| Said they love me always |
| I see they’re all fake |
| Trapstar, we do it all day |
| Hustle in a hallway |
| So road, ay |
| Tryna get it both ways |
| Both ways, okay |
| Am I gonna fall off? |
| Tell my brudda no way |
| Wanna show me love but I know they’re all fake |
| Round here we don’t play no games |
| Filipino |
| I know them pussies they wanna do me like Rico |
| Showing love to my face but they’re hating on the D-low |
| So much pain in my chest, I could smoke away a Kilo |
| Cold chills |
| If you ain’t talking money then you’ve got no deal |
| And my brudda stepped in and he’s got no chill |
| I swear to God he’s so real |
| Sitting in the trap watching out for the Old Bill |
| Sitting in the trap tryna make a mil' |
| Said they love me always |
| I see they’re all fake |
| Trapstar, we do it all day |
| Hustle in a hallway |
| So road, ay |
| Tryna get it both ways |
| Both ways, okay |
| Am I gonna fall off? |
| Tell my brudda no way |
| Wanna show me love but I know they’re all fake |
| Round here we don’t play no games |