Phay - Nahmean lyrics

[Intro] I got to keep the .44, nahmean D'Angelo Russell motherf**er I don't trust ya It's coming right here Yeah [Hook] Got to keep the .44, nahmean Let's keep it on the low, nahmean Friends turn to foes, nahmean And we was playing on the same team D'Angelo Russell motherf**er I don't trust ya They going to light you up And let it burn like Usher They going to be the ones inside the church With the usher Eddie Bishop blown Two-faced motherf**ers [Verse 1] You don't really want to go there My brotha You don't really want to go there My brotha You ain't even my brotha You ain't even my cousin If I've seen em on the streets I'ma start to get to bustin And if you trying to keep the peace Reggie Bush, I'ma rush em (rush em) And put the peace out like a Russian (like a Russian) It's a cold a** world, we in Russia (we in Russia) It's a cold a** world so we dump him (f** him) [Hook] Nahmean (nahmean) Let's keep it on the low, nahmean (nahmean) Friends turn to foes, nahmean (nahmean) And we was playing on the same team (same team) D'Angelo Russell motherf**er I don't trust ya (I don't trust ya) They going to light you up And let it burn like Usher (burn like Usher) They going to be the ones inside the church With the usher (church with the usher) Eddie Bishop blown Two-faced motherf**ers Yes, yes, yes You, you And everybody on the same sh** f** you, you And everybody that you came with f** you, you And everybody on the same sh** f** you, you And everybody that you came with And everybody that you came with [Verse 2] We were suppose to be the dream team

We were suppose to do our ting ting Now every time the phone vibrate I see a no name and I let the phone ring ring I ain't really trippin' on no business, just business If you give them two stacks They going to turn into a witness I'ma pat them on the back Great job, y'all some b**hes But I can't blame them Nowadays who isn't Now I'm riding down seventy-five south With the top down Wish a motherf**er would Make me hop out I just hope you understand If you messin' with the fam Whole city on lock down Feeling like Whizzy is a drum now Where the real ones at? Where the real ones at? Only trust my mama Know she got my back Mother, f** you And everyone who love you back (b**h) [Hook] Nahmean (nahmean) Let's keep it on the low, nahmean (nahmean) Friends turn to foes, nahmean (nahmean) And we was playing on the same team (same team) D'Angelo Russell motherf**er I don't trust ya (I don't trust ya) They going to light you up And let it burn like Usher (burn like Usher) They going to be the ones inside the church With the usher (church with the usher) Eddie Bishop blown Two-faced motherf**ers Yes, yes, yes You, you And everybody on the same sh** f** you, you And everybody that you came with f** you, you And everybody on the same sh** f** you, you And everybody that you came with And everybody that you came with You, you And everybody on the same sh** f** you, you And everybody that you came with f** you, you And everybody on the same sh** f** you, you And everybody that you came with And everybody that you came with