[Intro]
Nigga run up on me with the handgun
I might could stand one
They say when love comes around
Baby you could leave
I said baby you could leave
[Hook]
They say when love comes around I probably had missed it
If this the way it is it's correct to assume I'll end up
All alone
Probably with some other guy
Ain't no needin' why
My pride won't allow me to even try
Took one in the sleeve
Without you by my side it's safe to say I'll die
But baby you can leave
Took one in the sleeve
Without you by my side it's safe to say I'll die
But baby you can leave
[Verse 1]
This a fucked up scene, I'm mugged up mean
What the fuck you mean, this ain't over
How you change over, holla game over
You tripping hard you ain't sober
On banana boats how we came over
Designer stores, Michael Kors
No plain clothes without names on 'em
Your right wrist got my name on it
I'd be lying if I said I ain't lonely
That nigga dead we ain't homies
My pain growing that thang on me
Cocaine rover, mean range rover
Swang corners put aim on 'em
Kuh kuh and bang on 'em
Leave brains on 'em and stains on 'em
Get three grand for my main smoker
This game cold but I stayed focused
Bread winner chain on the head of the lame
He was here, but he ain't, we steady rollin'
When the cam moving blam through
No shampoo hit head and shoulders
Never been in love I ain't joking
Pass by your house on a late night
Bumping Swim Good by Frank Ocean
Nigga run up on me with the handgun
I might could stand one
They say when love comes around
Baby you could leave
I said baby you could leave
[Hook]
They say when love comes around I probably had missed it
If this the way it is it's correct to assume I'll end up
All alone
Probably with some other guy
Ain't no needin' why
My pride won't allow me to even try
Took one in the sleeve
Without you by my side it's safe to say I'll die
But baby you can leave
Took one in the sleeve
Without you by my side it's safe to say I'll die
But baby you can leave
[Verse 1]
This a fucked up scene, I'm mugged up mean
What the fuck you mean, this ain't over
How you change over, holla game over
You tripping hard you ain't sober
On banana boats how we came over
Designer stores, Michael Kors
No plain clothes without names on 'em
Your right wrist got my name on it
I'd be lying if I said I ain't lonely
That nigga dead we ain't homies
My pain growing that thang on me
Cocaine rover, mean range rover
Swang corners put aim on 'em
Kuh kuh and bang on 'em
Leave brains on 'em and stains on 'em
Get three grand for my main smoker
This game cold but I stayed focused
Bread winner chain on the head of the lame
He was here, but he ain't, we steady rollin'
When the cam moving blam through
No shampoo hit head and shoulders
Never been in love I ain't joking
Pass by your house on a late night
Bumping Swim Good by Frank Ocean
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