Involved Lyrics - Black Thoughts Vol. 2 - Tyga

What happens when you get involved? 

N-ggas start telling lies (start telling lies) 

Both wanna be involved 

But loves like suicide 

Now that your too involved 

Infatuated to the high 

Uhh took a deep breath, Inhaled this love in the air 

Only just to find pain cause its all that I feel 

Mothaf-ckas say they real, but they really aint for real 

I'll show you who's real, when you broke aint a thrill 

Got bills waiting on me, and its drama in my ear 

I wanna sit still, but I'm busy tryna live 

Forgiving all my sins, crucifixed now I'm fixed 

Road to eternal bliss 

Now they hate me like Chris, Rock on my arm 

Gotta keep a piece of mine, hot cherry balm, lip locking with a dime 

I make bitches scream for me like I'm Lil Jon 

Last king to flow, sweeter then a bon bon 

Quick sand bitches running out of time 

Got my shades on, I aint waiting in the line 

Whatever it is I'm on some better shit 

All black barreta shit 

Leather coat, leather mitts 

I dont leave no finger prints, Eddie raw, semi clips 

Violence aint for little kids 

But I keep something cause these n-ggas wanna test me 

N-ggas on that ice like Gretzky 

Montage chillin, life on a jet-ski 

Haters left I like Leslie 

N-gga ball hard, never been to the SB's 

But now you walk alone, no holding hands 

Just wishing somebody could understand 

No father figure, taught myself to be a man 

Mama said keep God in all your plans 

Let the sun shine keep your head high 

Its always people after your spot, gotta stay high, gotta stay high 

Dont let it stop, then ask yourself why? 

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Last king n-gga ready for war, jeep threw off the doors 

New paint now the car reborn, and I'm flying oas 

Now my dollars is foreign 

And the Bentley got wings now the angels is calling 

Uhh The good son Macaulay Culkin 

Getting money til my last show 

Word up to Oprah, the whips pull out like a leather sofa 

Coolest n-gga couldn't hang with me like Mr.cooper 

Super duper, need a pooper scooper 

I'm the shit clean it in the white loofer 

It's Young Mula hustle like an oompa loompa 

Young tutor teach you n-ggas how to do this 

Shame on a hater, we dont pop charts, so the bread pop up like pop tarts 

Red coupe, hot sauce, bitches getting locked jaw 

Big titties top off, ass like sasquatch 

The rap star, highlights, player of the week, gotta get five mics 

Clever when I speak, motivation for your life 

They under-rating me, Mike s A.I., 

But I'ma get mine mothaf-cka, sh-shootem in the line mothaf-cka 

Like hi mothaf-cka, head light from trucka, like dear to a hunter 

I'm aiming at something! 

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