Best of Me / Stats by Raheem Low 1300 Lyrics

I gave her the best of me
Lil' bitch invest with me
I got the bands its all in my pocket and I got the recipe
That bitch she broke her man too, they need some fixing

I'm on the road I move me a pack, you know I'm efficient
I keep it real and I keep a reel, like I be fishing
She wanna link but I link my girl, I bought her a Hermès
I don't wear no true religion

Bankroll got with me you know that you missing
Not with the opps, them boys be sneak dissing
Snakes in the grass, I know that they hissing
He talking shit, then he ended up missing

I'm with the gang and we on a mission
We getting money it come with the bitches
We lack of worries it came with a vision
I need the ack no sipping on tussin

That boy he broke, I know his decision
He got no bling he need some revision
But I'm putting God first I love my religion
I'm stacking the money I don't do division
My block do the most, the gang do the most
That boy he mad cause we boasting a lot
But we making more money than they most
Lack of worries these boys not getting close

He talking down then he turned to a ghost
I love my bitch so don't put her in gold
Only got diamonds out for my lil' bitch
They listen to this and they following this

I love my girl so I diamond her wrist
I got the 24 karats her neck
Say that's your bitch but your gang full of nats
?

You checking my card, that's only you facts
No cap in my rap
Fuck my old bitch, that bitch she a nat
Who getting money? lets go check the stats

In this bitch my bitch fly so fly like a pelican
And she got that drip
Industry bitch she tryna touch me like she relevant
Can't even match my bitch

I don't wear no true religion
Bankroll got with me you know that you missing
Not with the opps, them boys be sneak dissing
Snakes in the grass, I know that they hissing
He talking shit, then he ended up missing

I'm with the gang and we on a mission
We getting money it come with the bitches
We lack of worries it came with a vision
I need the ack no sipping on tussin

That boy he broke, I know his decision
He got no bling he need some revision
But I'm putting God first I love my religion
I'm stacking the money I don't do division

My block do the most, the gang do the most
That boy he mad cause we boasting a lot
But we making more money than they most
Lack of worries these boys not getting close

He talking down then he turned to a ghost
I love my bitch so don't put her in gold
Only got diamonds out for my lil' bitch
They listen to this and they following this

I love my girl so I diamond her wrist
I got the 24 karats her neck
Say that's your bitch but your gang full of nats
?
You checking my card, that's only you facts
No cap in my rap
Fuck my old bitch, that bitch she a nat
Who getting money? let's go check the stats

Who getting money? let's go check the stats

℗ 1300 Darkroom