Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Questions, artist - Moneybagg Yo. Album song Heartless, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Be Great, Nless Entertainment
Song language: English
Questions |
How long you been rappin'? |
A lil minute, why, why you ask me that? |
Are you still trappin? |
Huh? |
I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie |
I did, how you know that? |
Boy how you went got it? |
I been grindin' |
How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he’s my nigga |
Man how that shit happen? |
Don’t worry ‘bout it |
Is you really breakin' bread with your team? |
I am |
Or are you just cappin'? |
I’m good |
They askin' me, askin' me |
They askin' me questions, man I don’t even reply to ‘em |
They askin' me, askin' me |
They askin' me ‘bout drugs, I don’t do none' but lie to ‘em |
They askin' me 21 questions |
Over and over, I don’t do the confessions |
They tryna switch up on the story |
To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me |
Yeah, they tryna fuck me |
Prayin', hope they get lucky |
Hopin' I crack |
Nah, I’ll never do that |
They showing me pictures of faces |
Bringing up old ass cases |
Tryna make me write a statement |
Reading other niggas' affidavits |
Why you sing with Gotti, ain’t you the mob? |
You know you wrong |
What you doin' it for the money or something? |
What you tryna get on? |
I been had the streets in a headlock |
Fuck you mean is I’m tryna get on? |
Look I go where I wanna go, do what I wanna do |
Cause nigga I’m grown |
See real niggas link up and get some money |
The fuck is you on? |
And niggas can’t tell me who to fuck with |
Cause I got this shit on my own |
And I was in the streets grinding before I was shining while you was at home |
And I’m the type of nigga smack the shit out you |
Or put one in your dome |
How long you been rappin'? |
A lil minute, why, why you ask me that? |
Are you still trappin? |
Huh? |
I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie |
I did, how you know that? |
Boy how you went got it? |
I been grindin' |
How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he’s my nigga |
Man how that shit happen? |
Don’t worry ‘bout it |
Is you really breakin' bread with your team? |
I am |
Or are you just cappin'? |
I’m good |
They askin' me, askin' me |
They askin' me questions, man I don’t even reply to ‘em |
They askin' me, askin' me |
They askin' me ‘bout drugs, I don’t do none' but lie to ‘em |
They askin' me 21 questions |
Over and over, I don’t do the confessions |
They tryna switch up on the story |
To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me |
Mad ‘cause I got my ass in |
Same nigga talkin', same nigga would’ve broke the pen |
I’ma shoot my thirty-two, that’s why my clip extend |
Bullets with the blue tip will take off a nigga’s skin |
Will take off a nigga’s head, I’m like fuck you and your man |
All that yelling in your rhymes make it hard to comprehend |
I just got to ask this question, why you in your feelings though? |
Why you on social media actin' like you do, but don’t want smoke? |
Same niggas act like bitches, same ones get treated like hoes |
Sending shots through a post |
All on Twitter doing the most |
Asking questions, I ain’t with it |
What you ridin'? |
how you livin'? |
How much you got? |
What you spending? |
Who you rock with? |
who you not with? |
Who you shop with? |
Ain’t with the questions, you need to stop it |
How long you been rappin'? |
A lil minute, why, why you ask me that? |
Are you still trappin? |
Huh? |
I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie |
I did, how you know that? |
Boy how you went got it? |
I been grindin' |
How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he’s my nigga |
Man how that shit happen? |
Don’t worry ‘bout it |
Is you really breakin' bread with your team? |
I am |
Or are you just cappin'? |
I’m good |
They askin' me, askin' me |
They askin' me questions, man I don’t even reply to ‘em |
They askin' me, askin' me |
They askin' me ‘bout drugs, I don’t do none' but lie to ‘em |
They askin' me 21 questions |
Over and over, I don’t do the confessions |
They tryna switch up on the story |
To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me |