Gave you all my love but it wasn’t enough since that day I haven’t been the same I tried to move on but you kept hittin my line I’m getting tired of you comin round playin these games I been tryna find out why you actin so strange your last man was a bitch I ain’t sayin no names He ain’t ever spend a bag on you like the way I did why you tryna fall in love with a lame Big bag on me this money coming easy Told you i would reach the top and you didn’t believe me Finally in my prime now all these goofys wanna be me I’m hopping out that foreign every time you see me Got a 5’0 bitch i know shorty too thick I’m not gonna fall for any of her tricks I might blow a bag when I’m out on the strip All these blues in my pocket got me lookin like a crip Shorty want a real one guess she found the right one Beat the pussy out the park like i hit a homerun You know I don’t go nowhere without my gun Imma still be down to ride when it’s all said n done You my number 1 nobody taking your place If someone run up on you it’s gon be a closed case Pretty in the waist and you pretty in the face Got the keys to my heart swear you can’t be replaced Lately I’ve been grindin till the sun goes down My heart turns cold when you’re not around Goin on late night drives through the town I’m just thinkin bout the way you make me smile Im up at the top bitch I’m in my bag
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Talk about cold flames, hitting hard bro 🔥🔥🔥
Hard bro
Absolutely brilliant music
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Most of my songs are to your beat don’t stop working bro and make some more hallow silent beats with a light drum💯💯
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Sweaty grip on my patience, baby-make it- make sense, I’m losing control, my soul -hurting my vision being hot while I’m feeling cold
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Gave you all my love but it wasn’t enough since that day I haven’t been the same
I tried to move on but you kept hittin my line I’m getting tired of you comin round playin these games
I been tryna find out why you actin so strange your last man was a bitch I ain’t sayin no names
He ain’t ever spend a bag on you like the way I did why you tryna fall in love with a lame
Big bag on me this money coming easy
Told you i would reach the top and you didn’t believe me
Finally in my prime now all these goofys wanna be me
I’m hopping out that foreign every time you see me
Got a 5’0 bitch i know shorty too thick
I’m not gonna fall for any of her tricks
I might blow a bag when I’m out on the strip
All these blues in my pocket got me lookin like a crip
Shorty want a real one guess she found the right one
Beat the pussy out the park like i hit a homerun
You know I don’t go nowhere without my gun
Imma still be down to ride when it’s all said n done
You my number 1 nobody taking your place
If someone run up on you it’s gon be a closed case
Pretty in the waist and you pretty in the face
Got the keys to my heart swear you can’t be replaced
Lately I’ve been grindin till the sun goes down
My heart turns cold when you’re not around
Goin on late night drives through the town
I’m just thinkin bout the way you make me smile
Im up at the top bitch I’m in my bag
Everyday a drop or drown diamonds wet like water