Letras de Bonafide

Nigga I′m bonafide
Nigga homicide ain't nothin′ to prove
Jada baby this for you
Sniper again, Sniper again
Pulse up with a real nigga, babe

Ay, homicide ain't nothin' to prove, certified ain′t nothin′ to fool
Huntin' around in my peckin′ suit, rhyming like I got nothin' to lose
I don′t like you with that dude
I feel like you should leave that fool
Side niggas got feelings too
I feel like I'm your nigga too

Homicide ain′t nothin' to prove, certified ain't nothin′ to fool
Huntin′ around in my peckin' suit, rhyming like I got nothin′ to lose
I don't like you with that dude
I feel like you should leave that fool
Side niggas got feelings too
I feel like I′m your nigga too

I feel like I need more than him
I feel like I need way more M's
You deserve it like way more framing
I deserve it like way more time
Thank you Lord, kid, let me fly
Even though I′m committing crime
All I know I be slainin' is I
I should do like way more time

I deserve like way more money
Finally I be gettin' my shine
Minimizing all my guys
Realizing a nigga be lying
Realizing bitch you be fake
Rending your door I be down with a cage
Loving your hope keep a smile on her face
Bet you ain′t know you gon′ die when you wake up

Bet you ain't know you gon′ die when you wake up
I be on FaceTime with you with no makeup
I be on FaceTime with you when you work
I like the beat of the reason you smirk
I'm that nigga that you call when you wake up
Obviously you want me to be first
Where the hell that nigga be when you hurt?

We gon′ survive in these streets when it worse
And scatter shit while I still go to church
Send a hundred tell boy free dirt
Still young and I got a bunch of shit murder
Fuck a man ain't puttin′ nothin' in there first
Cut those business killers, love my work, it's a piss
I know you nothin′ when you skirt
In the back of the bend, they bustin′ all with purr
On my knees, I'm pissin′ yours in the dirt

Homicide ain't nothin′ to prove, certified ain't nothin′ to fool
Huntin' around in my peckin' suit, rhyming like I got nothin′ to lose
I don′t like you with that dude
I feel like you should leave that fool
Side niggas got feelings too
I feel like I'm your nigga too

Kill Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, kill Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill
Yeah, this song, come on

That was Beard, Bruce, man, shit
KTB cut those business, cut those bills, kill that boy, kill that bitch, too, shit
And kill that baby
Fuck it
Fuck it
Throw that baby in the oven
Yeah
Throw that baby in the ocean
Yeah