Tupac2raw - This Ain't

This is what we ain’t supposed to do

I don’t know how but he fucking you

In y’all pics you don’t look comfortable

Just tell em it’s over he can’t fuck with you

I wanna fuck with you

Rosemary on my temples

To relive my migraines

She know I ain’t with

The minds games

Time pass times change
Trying to get a Rollie

Buy my mom thangs

This rap shit ain’t nothing

Not selling my soul

Fuck you gods is

Willing

Thru Janus acts keep my

Mind intact

I can’t fuck with rats

True to my myself now

Render that

Like 300 ain’t no

Surrendering that
Nigga of course im mad

We had to struggle

I can’t forget that

I’m a muthafucking soul catcher

Hit the right button

Family members

On that stretcher

Don’t know how many

Times I gotta lecture

Really caught them

Fades no need to fester

Can’t really knock this
Pain in my heart

Comes to the light

Even when it’s done

In the dark

Nurture your mind

Keep learning

Don’t be prey to sharks

Listen up watch

How you play ya cards

You gotta play em right

No time to play games

Niggas shooting for over

A lil bit of fame

No more mental stability

Social media killing

Thangs

Medusa with the fangs

Out here 10 toes down

I'm a slave ain’t tryna change aye

This is what we ain’t supposed to do

I don’t know how but he fucking you

In y’all pics you don’t look comfortable

Just tell em it’s over he can’t fuck with you

I wanna fuck with you (X2)