Skeletons

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I'll be lying if I told y'all I ain't have feelings no more

Ya'know I'm sayin... I feel all that shit nigga

Yeah

Got some skeletons in my closet I'm afraid to bring 'em out

Got some secrets I can't tell you, they on my mind I think about it

I told my momma no more cryin' your oldest son gone make you proud

She said son go get that money, don't let them leeching niggas around you

Need someone to have your back

You need someone to have your back

When it all get bad need someone to have your back

Might stuff my problems in this blunt, loyalty deeper than words, you got my back I got your front

I'm in Magic, on a Monday, I'm just minding my business

Gettin' something to eat from the kitchen I ain't got time for no bitches

It didn't take long to get up here cause I was flyin' in a Bentley

D.J played all my new shit I had to slide 'em fifty

Shit ain't how it use to be, feel like I'm growin' too fast

Bought everything I ever wanted cause I was broke in the past

Watching the dope boys run it up, they gave me hope in the past

They put them cuffs around my ankles and throwed my folks in that van

Everything I quote they be sayin'

I can't joke when they playin'

After she sucked me heard you fucked her, yeah that hoe went out bad

We gone turn that dope into cash

We gone get that money I promise

We ain't worried bout none of you busters

Rich Homie baby

Got some skeletons in my closet I'm afraid to bring 'em out

Got some secrets I can't tell you, they on my mind I think about it

I told my momma no more cryin' your oldest son gone make you proud

She said son go get that money, don't let them leeching niggas around you

Need someone to have your back

You need someone to have your back

When it all get bad need someone to have your back

Might stuff my problems in this blunt, loyalty deeper than words, you got my back I got your front

I got some skeletons up in my closet

Don't like to talk about it

It's never know never, know ya might get stalked about it

I put a seven in a blunt, I'm lit off Cali shit

I put a seven in the cup, this is Actavis

I drive the Rolls, I got so many hoes, I got so many Rolex's cold

I'm smiling throwin' 4's

Babymama drama damn, they tryna torture who I am

Skeletons up in my closets only one know is the slam

I need someone to have a nigga back like that

So roll with them cats that I knew before the rap

They gone protect me like a ball mane they got a nigga back

They keep on askin' me bout murders, keep on askin' me bout murders

Got some skeletons in my closet I'm afraid to bring 'em out

Got some secrets I can't tell you, they on my mind I think about it

I told my momma no more cryin' your oldest son gone make you proud

She said son go get that money, don't let them leeching niggas around you

Need someone to have your back

You need someone to have your back

When it all get bad need someone to have your back

Might stuff my problems in this blunt, loyalty deeper than words, you got my back I got your front