YFN Lucci - I Wonder Why lyrics

[Prod. Rico Tracks] [Verse 1: YFN Lucci] I paid my dues n***a dont play, you'll lose You probably couldn't walk a mile in em' n***a do you know how much I paid for these shoes I was raised in the zoo where n***as never played by the rules Some n***a tried to play me back in high school I f**ed around and made the news I never been a s**a She s** me so good that I think I love ha These n***as injured, they gon' need to recover You can come over but you can not sleep over Please bring a friend I do not eat leftovers We got dat clean and she stepped over f** your opinion, I knew I would get it I promise that hip hop is not over See I do not live in no mansion But I'm bout my green like im stanley See I am so up, Imma need a xanny You gotta be hood just to understand me My trunk in da hood if you understand me These n***as ain't good if you understand me I came from the bottom, I could've got shot up, I still can't believe that I'm still standing Yeah, I got on Cuban links This a Volare and that's a mink Look like a polar bear hugging me Girl get on top and make love to me Love me forever, dont ever get tired of me Why the f** would you lie to me? If I told you I got you, I got you believe me don't let your faith die on me girl [Hook: Lucci] I wonder why the sun dont shine everyday yeah I wonder why I wonder why some of these n***as be fake All you gotta do is have faith Glad my n***as ain't never lost faith [Verse 2: Skooly] None of my n***as ain't never lost faith I wonder why Another n***a b**h on the drink Diamonds drippin off me like a sink f** what another n***a think! I'm bout to take em to skool Teach em to break all the rules I'm tired of these p**y lil fools Them n***as ain't cool, them n***as is fu, they fu I do not mean to be rude, f** with me Lucci See a f** n***a shoot a f** n***a, tell me who shootin Come from a side of the hood where the gangstas and k**as be coolin I'm with YFN and all of them n***as be shooting, don't get yo sh** ruined Might take a trip to the ruins, my b**h is bad and you knew it My car is sad and its blue and look what the money done blew in n***as that thinking they foolin' us, there will be funerals for all that snitchin' lil homie I really be dealing with bangas the nellas the 60s the pirus and crips lil homie How could you trip lil homie I am the sh** lil homie,, Amen Me and Lucci might get you wacked for a job Welcome to the mob [Hook]