Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Favors, artist - Yella Beezy. Album song Lite Work, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hitco
Song language: English
Favors |
| Yeah |
| You ever like |
| Been just like fed up with all, just with like a lot of shit, you know what I’m |
| sayin' |
| Like you in position to help a motherfucker but it’s like |
| Somebody call and need some' like every day, you know what I’m sayin' |
| And it’s like, I prayed for this shit though, like |
| I wanted to be like, the one motherfucker to call on, you know what I’m sayin' |
| When they need somethin', you know? |
| But sometimes that shit get frustrating 'cause like |
| When they gon' ask when I need somethin', you know? |
| But like don’t nobody see that shit, you know what I’m sayin' |
| And the one time you tell a motherfucker no man |
| It’s like they whole world go upside down, like it just crashed, like |
| You don’t remember like, when I was doin' all this for you? |
| But now I’m the bad guy, you know what I’m sayin' |
| I just be like off some shit like |
| I swear every day that I wake up |
| I’m tryna get me some paper |
| Take some trips out to Jamaica |
| See my mama on them acres |
| I know at five they ain’t able |
| But I’m sick and tired of the favors |
| Get on your ass and they play you |
| And get mad when it’s time to pay up |
| So I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| Everybody want a piece of the pie but they don’t wanna help you get it |
| I swear to God a nigga so sick and tired, of me motherfuckin' lendin' |
| Sayin' they gon' pay a nigga back this time, I’m just wonderin' when I’ma get it |
| Seem like every time I get to issuin' out, motherfucker end up missing |
| Tell me why the fuck you want to burn your bridges? |
| I guess 'cause you think I got it I ain’t trippin' |
| These motherfuckers not my damn children |
| You’re not the only one that’s walkin' with feelings |
| And I don’t need everybody in my business |
| How you gon' play me fool, we got history |
| That’s the reason why I been keeping my distance |
| Because these niggas' company expensive |
| All day a nigga lendin' lendin' |
| Mama told me never mix friends with business |
| Got a big heart, steady winnin' winnin' |
| Sayin' that’s the reason nigga keep on givin' |
| Long as a nigga got plenty plenty |
| I’ll give my all down to a penny |
| But I’m not a pig, no guinea guinea |
| But you can get the fuck with that gimme gimme |
| I swear every day that I wake up |
| I’m tryna get me some paper |
| Take some trips out to Jamaica |
| See my mama on them acres |
| I know at five they ain’t able |
| But I’m sick and tired of the favors |
| Get on your ass and they play you |
| And get mad when it’s time to pay up |
| So I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I swear to God that I’m through with 'em |
| I don’t know what I’ma do with 'em |
| Sick and tired, act like I’m cool with 'em |
| I really don’t wanna fool with 'em |
| I even thugged up in school with 'em |
| Fucked the same hoes in the room with 'em |
| Keep it one hundred and true with 'em |
| That’s the only thing I do with 'em |
| They’ll take your kindness and use it for weakness |
| They see that you shining and think that it’s sweetness |
| My teeth is blinding, I know that you see me |
| These niggas is plotting, yeah they wanna be me |
| Tell me why you can’t keep it real, these niggas be hatin' on how I live |
| I don’t give a fuck how you feel, I’m just tryna pay my mama’s bills |
| I don’t want you to come over and chill, I ain’t got time and that’s how it is |
| I don’t want you hoes in my crib, lil mama I put that shit up on crip |
| I swear every day that I wake up |
| I’m tryna get me some paper |
| Take some trips out to Jamaica |
| See my mama on them acres |
| I know at five they ain’t able |
| But I’m sick and tired of the favors |
| Get on your ass and they play you |
| And get mad when it’s time to pay up |
| So I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |
| I’m through with the favors, I’m through with the favors |