B.ROB

You should be ashamed of you If it’s fuck me then same to you As a man I came to you Real niggas will feel my

I needed you my whole life Never treated you right I don’t know why ‘ Can’t give you my time I’m in my prime

Baby don’t tell me what you used to Tell me what you looking for i introduce you Real nigga girl You know i

The streets know I’m the one who to watch I’m the one who’s gone pop I’m the one that makes the hoes sing

Now that the summer’s over Who you gone run to? Who’s gonna love you? Now that the summer’s over Who you

I’m ready I want us to rock steady The streets is deadly Been the same dude since you met me I told you

Is this the part that you flex on me Is this the part that you put stress on me You broke my heart what you expect

In my city tryna lay low Past couple months I couldn’t tell you where the days go In the clubs popping bottles the

I checked the score & we up on it The gang the new bandwagon everybody want to jump on us & if you ever

R&B for the streets again Streets again It’s the brother baby in here with EST and them Yeah it’s me

Yeah mama you look good with that Sunshine on you First class to the tropics Bought that

Girl you still tryna play a brother? Don’t say a word, don’t say another thing You was just another summer

Taste is exquisite I leveled up from the most basic of bitches My last bitch hate that I’m winning I guess

Shorty bad she doing damage But i stopped loving bitches with baggage And i'm good knowing that i could have

These Mike Amiri’s got my walk a little different Seven figures will make your talk a little different Cartiers