NorthSideBenji - How Much She Needs Me lyrics

[Chorus] Me, I've been duckin' the law for my whole life I had a dream the fed's got me My ni**a sell you a block for the whole price, tryna scheme, it's a dead body I'm on the streets and I'm duckin' the road lights, I just think it's a fear probably I'm in the streets and I'm duckin' them low-lifes, you see me and we red-dot 'em They say me and my twin, we identical Got these Cartier frames for the better view [?] decimals We don't play 'round, we [?] I got this b*tch back in the car and shе tellin' me she need mе I sold the piff and the crack out the car, my mom tellin' me how much she need me [Verse] We go the stick in the back of the car, we runnin' this sh*t up in [?] I brought the racks in D.R., got all of these [?] runnin' around in bikinis I told you this sh*t extravagant, this sh*t immaculate, now you believe me I told you before you packin' it, my ni**a packin' it, now you believe me I'm tryna get my lil' bro out the traphouse, told me I can forget I had to turn my new home to a crackhouse, I could never forget it I'm in the mall, I ain't answerin' calls I'm just drippin' in brand-new baguettes Couple racks on the fit, nothin' less And if I ever change, I did for the better He got a stick He let it whip, but you ni**as that both got a Glock with a dick Break a leg and she out for this sh*t On the news and she callin' me That means she don't do this softly I got a new b*tch and she live a boss, no cap, no flaws I been hearin' 'em callin' See, I been dodgin' the hits from the devil I'm not hear to bargain, I'm hear to take it to another level Shooters in the garden, ballin' on 'em like it's Spartan or some' Ain't into the talkin', my lil' ni**as go the hardest, yeah [Chorus] Me, I've been duckin' the law for my whole life I had a dream the fed's got me My ni**a sell you a block for the whole price, tryna scheme, it's a dead body I'm on the streets and I'm duckin' the road lights, I just think it's a fear probably I'm in the streets and I'm duckin' them low-lifes, you see me and we red-dot 'em Dissin' me and my twin, we identical Got these Cartier frames for the better view [?] decimals We don't play 'round, we [?] I got this b*tch back in the car and she tellin' me she need me I sold the piff and the crack out the car, my mom tellin' me how much she need me