I Wonder Why

[Prod. Rico Tracks] [Verse 1: Lucci] I paid my dues Nigga dont play, you'll lose You probably couldn't walk a mile in em' Nigga do you know how much I paid for these shoes I was raised in the zoo where niggas never played by the rules Some nigga tried to play me back in high school I fucked around and made the news I never been a sucka She suck me so good that I think I love ha These niggas 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 Fuck 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 niggas 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 felari 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 fuck 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 niggas be fake All you gotta do is have faith Glad my niggas ain't never lost faith [Verse 2: Skooly] None of my niggas ain't never lost faith I wonder why Another nigga bitch on the drink Diamonds drippin off me like a sink Fuck what another nigga think! I'm bout to take em to skool Teach em to break all the rules I'm tired of these pussy lil fools Them niggas ain't cool, them niggas is fools, they food I do not mean to be rude, Fuck with me Lucci See a fuck nigga shoot a fuck nigga, tell me who shootin Come from a side of the hood where the gangstas and killas be coolin I'm with YFN and all of them niggas be shooting, don't get yo ruined Might take a trip to the ruins, my bitch is bad and you knew it My car is sad and its blue and look what the money done blew in Niggas 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 shit lil homie,, Amen Me and lucci might get you wiped for a job Welcome to the mob (Hook)