Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whats The Point , by - Joey Fatts. Release date: 15.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Whats The Point |
| I’m just tryna make it from rags to riches |
| But niggas really turnin' they backs against us |
| What’s the point if it ain’t a bag to split it with my niggas |
| What’s the point if I can’t go half, uh, with my niggas |
| What’s the point if all this fake love |
| If your niggas ain’t no loyal then what’s the point |
| Man, these bitches don’t love you, they love the coins |
| I just play my position, I’m sittin' back lookin' poised |
| Nothin' like Wiz Khalifa but knowin' that We Dem Boyz |
| I’m knowin' that we them boys, just can’t be a statistic |
| They build us up to destroy, everyday is war time |
| We hit the block then deploy when it’s time to mount up |
| Make believers out the ones who doubt us |
| All this gun powder, givin' lead showers |
| Thirsty for a body, niggas use to slide for hours |
| Get killed for fifty cent, trippin' on that power |
| Joey Montana, I’m feelin' like the world is ours |
| When the spot jumpin', guarantee I’m takin' all fades |
| When the cops come and cheech it |
| I ain’t worried 'bout a raid |
| Give a fuck about tomorrow, I’m livin' for today |
| Out here servin' this Ye, let’s make a way |
| Yeah, all my life, makin' them bad decisions (Sheesh) |
| I’m just tryna make it from rags to riches |
| But niggas really turnin' they backs against us |
| What’s the point if it ain’t a bag to split it with my niggas |
| What’s the point if I can’t go half, uh, with my niggas |
| What’s the point if all this fake love |
| If your niggas ain’t no loyal then what’s the point |
| Man, these bitches don’t love you, they love the coins |
| I just play my position, I’m sittin' back lookin' poised |
| Never got shit for Christmas |
| But stay playin' with toys, we stay playin' with toys |
| These niggas, they on mute, they ain’t makin' no noise |
| I smash off in the coupe, it ain’t makin' no noise |
| Flexin' on these niggas like I’m playin' with Roy |
| Bitch, I been gettin' money, stop playin' with the boy |
| This shit everyday, life so good have you thinkin' |
| And makin' Heaven weigh |
| Your nigga cross you and ain’t hesitate |
| And they wonder why the hood is hella segregated |
| Don’t need your love, that shit is hella overrated |
| Give me your loyalty |
| That’s how I know you never changin' |
| And you can use me for a demonstration |
| One of the few real niggas out of the city that made it |
| Yeah, all my life, makin' them bad decisions (Sheesh) |
| I’m just tryna make it from rags to riches |
| But niggas really turnin' they backs against us |
| What’s the point if it ain’t a bag to split it with my niggas |
| What’s the point if I can’t go half, uh, with my niggas |
| What’s the point if all this fake love |