BOY BIG - Conflict Of Love lyrics

rate me

Bare with me, don't turn against me

What I mean is that I'm caught up in the Conflict of Love

Bare with me, don't turn against me

I'm just a baller, some call it the life of a thug

Yo, yo, aiyo, I play the block like I'm homeless

Bold in the the fourth corners, strong, I think I'm in the zone bitch

I might embarass you, want me out my character

Mommy I ain't mad at ya, you said I'm too gangster

Yo understand why I do what I do

Understand why I move when I move

Could of had anybody in this world but I'm fuckin' with you

Ma' respect how I hustle and move

Listen shorty it's simple, "I don't love you, I like you

I don't wanna fuck you or pipe you and I don't wanna wife you

I got a wife at home, and if she find out

A nigga fouled up shorty she gon' wild out

She liable to flip, liable to punch holes in the whip

Take me to court, sue me for half my shit

And listen shorty I don't need the drama

Slay be the king at that", who be the King of Rap?

I guess we soon to see

Before I start it let me pop my collar

If you ain't feelin' how I move baby dial 1-800 then holler

I'll chill for a minute, get morge for my music

Write more initially, blow as I intended

I lace you with a bank account Bill Gated up

Drop wallets in that Cuban shit, raise it up

Ghost Ben Javer, Toney Starks stayed

Still it's not enough for all the love I gave

And all the bitches that be fiendin'

The meanin' is crawl right between 'em

Do nasty things, be mean to 'em, without even G'en them

I asked the father to forgive me, right before I put the key in him

And now I feel guilty, it's only you and that's why I feel guilty

My Clan be tellin' me that you gon' kill me

Fuck it, I'll buy you a fur, feel me?

Remember this very night you said "hold on"

Hold on, hold on

Straighten up your face, don't turn the other way

Be strong heyaayayaayay

Yo, hey you'se a snotty little arrogant bitch, ain't you?

Relax big head I'm not Bird Man, lower that, thank you

I'm money, the ring that I copped you was to spot you yo

I'm helpin' your mother, just chill out, I got you

You could say "life is a hoax", picture me fallin' back bein' broke

I'd rather be woke, and I'd rather be buyin' a boat

Livin' like two rich African people flyin' in dope

Now if money gon' get us in trouble

You better chill out now, and have you a drink and order me a double

And I'm still gonna look out

And you can walk on the 95, frontin' with your cheap pocket book out

Break out