[Intro]
Woah
Woah
[Verse 1]
Ayy, bitch, I lost a few battles, can't spend all this money
Can't buy shit to heal these wounds
I've been tryna be level, I'm still from the gutter
The trenches still feel me too
I know some of my brothers was catchin' they karma, that karma might kill me too
Lord, forgive me for all of my sins, I'm sorry I put that lil' bitch on the news
All my creatures gon' creep through the nightlife
We don't talk, she say, "Hello" and "Bye, bye"
You know I've been keepin' it old school
Got to shoot the Kel-Tec like he typewrite
Bro's еxotic, you know I get high, high
You weren't thеre, how you speakin' on my life?
Me and city outside on that strike life
Man, I miss when you blow, better strike right
Anyone can get touched for the right price
I'm the one you gon' play with and die tonight
And that double R Cullinan, China white
I'm the one in that cut tryna go tonight
I was so young, went on my first drill
Had to double back quick 'cause I dropped my clip
And that's on the gang, had to tighten up the grip
'Cause you know the loose lips gon' sink my ship
Had the keys to the curb, shorty, what was you thinkin'?
Baby girl, it's way too much dip on your chip
Niggas better run, we shootin' and it eat his face, that's as soon as a fuck nigga trip
I've been confused, I tell my shorty no to drugs and still fuck around and sip
So many people told a nigga that it's love, I still got a heart that's ripped, ayy
Woah
Woah
[Verse 1]
Ayy, bitch, I lost a few battles, can't spend all this money
Can't buy shit to heal these wounds
I've been tryna be level, I'm still from the gutter
The trenches still feel me too
I know some of my brothers was catchin' they karma, that karma might kill me too
Lord, forgive me for all of my sins, I'm sorry I put that lil' bitch on the news
All my creatures gon' creep through the nightlife
We don't talk, she say, "Hello" and "Bye, bye"
You know I've been keepin' it old school
Got to shoot the Kel-Tec like he typewrite
Bro's еxotic, you know I get high, high
You weren't thеre, how you speakin' on my life?
Me and city outside on that strike life
Man, I miss when you blow, better strike right
Anyone can get touched for the right price
I'm the one you gon' play with and die tonight
And that double R Cullinan, China white
I'm the one in that cut tryna go tonight
I was so young, went on my first drill
Had to double back quick 'cause I dropped my clip
And that's on the gang, had to tighten up the grip
'Cause you know the loose lips gon' sink my ship
Had the keys to the curb, shorty, what was you thinkin'?
Baby girl, it's way too much dip on your chip
Niggas better run, we shootin' and it eat his face, that's as soon as a fuck nigga trip
I've been confused, I tell my shorty no to drugs and still fuck around and sip
So many people told a nigga that it's love, I still got a heart that's ripped, ayy
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