BELLY - Might Not lyrics
rate meFt. The Weeknd
(Verse: The Weeknd)
Everybody 'round me saying I should relax cuz
I've been going hard 'til my eyes roll back but
All I wanna do is forget about my past and
Smoke a lil weed, really nothing too drastic
Any time you see me in a picture and I'm smiling
Probably cuz I'm faded or I'm chillin' with the fans and
Not really the type to let a nigga talk back but
I'mma let it slide cuz my niggas too violent
Shout-out to the ones who spend money like a habit
Even if they had a million dollas they'd be trapping
Got a couple girls shootin' movies on the mattress
Then I hit the booth, make the muthafucking soundtrack
Then I play it back on that eighty inch plasma
Then I get 'em faded off that super fantastic
Roll that grandmaster, smell it through the plastic
Nobody can handle me, I'm gone when the shit's too strong
(Hook: The Weeknd)
The night's too long
I took too much and I've gone too far
And I might not make it
I might not make it
This time I might not make it
I might not make it
I might not make it
This time I might not make it
I might not make it
I might not make it
This time I might not make it
I might not
(Verse 2: Belly)
Bitches know, told a ho, 'It's different strokes for different folks'
Came up out the north, we was playing with a different snow
Took my niggas from the 4 1 to pacific coast
We no longer put no fish scale on the fishing boat
Listen ho, I know all ya bitches want is liquor, smoke
(Liquor, smoke) I know all ya bitches want is dick and dough (Dick and dough)
Told her, 'ya don't got to make it difficult'
Baby, sit calm, we don't need anotha episode
Hippy bitches sending me titty pictures
She told me no religion was the new religion
She said she don't believe in God but her shoes Christian
I heard she serving everybody like the soup kitchen
Getting hoes higher, getting hoes higher
She got work in the morning, I'm getting hoes fired
Why the fuck ya call it purrp when ya mix it pink?
Ya know I fucking mix the drinks when the shit's too strong
(Hook)
