Aint Enough by REKAST Lyrics
(Skit)
Speak money, nigga
How long you know me, i speak money, nigga
Fuck these bitches, fuck all these waste niggas...
*songs starts*
(Pre-Chorus)
I got all this dope from the plug
My nigga the plug
He got it, he up
We can't get enough, so i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
(Chorus)
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
(Verse1)
I got what you need
On road, concrete
Yeah
Yeah they say they want it
Yeah, but its different in the streets
(yeah) i can hear them talking, through the grapevine
Timeline got you honest, you ain't on it
You ain't fucking with the boy
You a target
You must be retarded
A nigga like you ain't respect in the ends
I swear we dont know you in the ends
I swear the mandem dont know you in the ends
Why these niggas wanna be so hood
But dont be up in the hood
Niggas love to play pretend
Back and forth with ya bread
You talk to much for a nigga like you to get ahead
A nigga like you dont get respect
And thats just what it is nigga...
(Pre-Chorus)
I got all this dope from the plug
My nigga the plug
He got it, he up
We can't get enough, so i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
(Chorus)
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
(Verse2)
Yeah, imma need my funds
Imma get my money up
I can't go home cause the love just ain't enough
Yeah, lil momma on my phone and she love to blow it up
And my momma calling too
She just wanna see her son
I can't tell her bout the sins that we've done
I can't even stress all the pain that we've numbed
We drink and we smoke cause the feeling ain't enough
And if not, then these pills ain't enough
Thats why i write
Cause its real when we stuck, yeah
All my dawgs on road for a mill and a cut
Iv been in the field with my will and my trust
Looking for a deal thats for real i can shut
See my mandem know whats up..
(Pre-Chorus)
I got all this dope from the plug
My nigga the plug
He got it, he up
We can't get enough, so i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
(Chorus)
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
Speak money, nigga
How long you know me, i speak money, nigga
Fuck these bitches, fuck all these waste niggas...
*songs starts*
(Pre-Chorus)
I got all this dope from the plug
My nigga the plug
He got it, he up
We can't get enough, so i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
(Chorus)
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
(Verse1)
I got what you need
On road, concrete
Yeah
Yeah they say they want it
Yeah, but its different in the streets
(yeah) i can hear them talking, through the grapevine
Timeline got you honest, you ain't on it
You ain't fucking with the boy
You a target
You must be retarded
A nigga like you ain't respect in the ends
I swear we dont know you in the ends
I swear the mandem dont know you in the ends
Why these niggas wanna be so hood
But dont be up in the hood
Niggas love to play pretend
Back and forth with ya bread
You talk to much for a nigga like you to get ahead
A nigga like you dont get respect
And thats just what it is nigga...
(Pre-Chorus)
I got all this dope from the plug
My nigga the plug
He got it, he up
We can't get enough, so i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
(Chorus)
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
(Verse2)
Yeah, imma need my funds
Imma get my money up
I can't go home cause the love just ain't enough
Yeah, lil momma on my phone and she love to blow it up
And my momma calling too
She just wanna see her son
I can't tell her bout the sins that we've done
I can't even stress all the pain that we've numbed
We drink and we smoke cause the feeling ain't enough
And if not, then these pills ain't enough
Thats why i write
Cause its real when we stuck, yeah
All my dawgs on road for a mill and a cut
Iv been in the field with my will and my trust
Looking for a deal thats for real i can shut
See my mandem know whats up..
(Pre-Chorus)
I got all this dope from the plug
My nigga the plug
He got it, he up
We can't get enough, so i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
Yeah, i call him up
Yeah, i call him up
Im blinded by the city life rolling in the cut
(Chorus)
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
My phone blowing up
And i can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough