Said it, Meant it lyrics

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[Intro]
(You should probably go, it's getting late)

[Chorus]
If I said I need you then I meant it
n*ggas wanna hurt the image, b*tches wanna hurt the image
Entanglements with different women
Need for speed, ridin' Nascar, gotta grab the wheel I might die
I believe I can fly, I believe I get money
This lil' b*tch she believe she on my side, she believe she gon' ride
n*ggas talkin' crazy on the side
Gotta believe it n*gga you will die
n*ggas got mad, I'm gonna slidе
Red tape, call up homicide
Cigarеtte, her hair [rest to mine?]
Tell her speed it up, I'm washing her mind

[Verse]
Damn, new money came in, I damn
She like “Is you camming?", I am
Green bucks, Sam I am, Wallahi I don't eat ham
But I don't want beef
Said the .62 clear out the streets, get away I do it discretely
Said she wan' make me skeet, uh, I'ma make her eat some
Crip ah n*gga deep bleed, I'm finna go D1
Shoot a n*gga, CP3, uh
At ya top, you better duck, n*gga, Top Kid and she f*ck with us
I just talked to lil' Cujo behind a Jail phone and now I'm hurting
She gonna give me dome and that's certain
n*ggas be snakes as hell, be serpents
She finna get down like a servant, I be like pack it up lemme serve you
And I'm too rich, might curve you
You gotta move it, might desert you
I'm on that cool kid sh*t lurkin'
RIP Goon, rich serving aunty
[Chorus]
If I said I need you then I meant it
n*ggas wanna hurt the image, b*tches wanna hurt the image
Entanglements with different women
Need for speed, ridin' Nascar, gotta grab the wheel I might die
I believe I can fly, I believe I get money
This lil' b*tch she believe she on my side, she believe she gon' ride
n*ggas talkin' crazy on the side
Gotta believe it n*gga you will die
n*ggas got mad, I'm gonna slide
Red tape, call up homicide
Cigarette, her hair [rest to mine?]
Tell her speed it up, I'm washing her mind
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