[Intro]
What I wanna hear
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one!
[Chorus]
They left me to die, that's why my heart's so cold
All this pain I feel inside my bones
Never talk, never fold, never ever fold
Free my brother Trap Trill, we gon' bring him home
And you ain't gotta lie to me, just to tell me what I wanna hear
And it's gon' be a robbery, if I see these niggas up in here
[Verse]
You say you gang gang, I don't even gang bang
It's 1OF1 I claim, we ain't in the same thing
The Rollie plain jane, bust down on my main thing
She got that good brain, left a nigga [?]
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm so fed up, can't take no more
How, how, how, how young nigga be up but still feel broke
I know why these bitches wanna fuck me 'cause I'm up
But a bitch can't have my soul, but a bitch can't have my soul
No, no, no, no, no, the fuck is you talkin' about
I pull up on them with the choppa and walk it out
Yeah, there ain't none to talk about it
Hit a nigga in his [?]
Sippin' on the rock, easin' pain in my heart
When you gave up on me, girl you left a nigga scarred
I couldn't even trust my homies
Nigga too high, been on Mars
I think the devil got a hold of me, the devil got a hold of me
I think the devil got a hold of me, the devil got a hold of me
What I wanna hear
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one!
[Chorus]
They left me to die, that's why my heart's so cold
All this pain I feel inside my bones
Never talk, never fold, never ever fold
Free my brother Trap Trill, we gon' bring him home
And you ain't gotta lie to me, just to tell me what I wanna hear
And it's gon' be a robbery, if I see these niggas up in here
[Verse]
You say you gang gang, I don't even gang bang
It's 1OF1 I claim, we ain't in the same thing
The Rollie plain jane, bust down on my main thing
She got that good brain, left a nigga [?]
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm so fed up, can't take no more
How, how, how, how young nigga be up but still feel broke
I know why these bitches wanna fuck me 'cause I'm up
But a bitch can't have my soul, but a bitch can't have my soul
No, no, no, no, no, the fuck is you talkin' about
I pull up on them with the choppa and walk it out
Yeah, there ain't none to talk about it
Hit a nigga in his [?]
Sippin' on the rock, easin' pain in my heart
When you gave up on me, girl you left a nigga scarred
I couldn't even trust my homies
Nigga too high, been on Mars
I think the devil got a hold of me, the devil got a hold of me
I think the devil got a hold of me, the devil got a hold of me
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