know my pain freestyle 2k23 Yung Frendi
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[Chorus]
Prada on my neck, that shit cost like fifty
I'm in a SRT, ridin' through the city
Call up bro, he shoot on sight, walk 'round wit' that Blicky
She keep tryna play wit' me like, why she tryna piss me
Girl, I pull up in that two door, I need racks like two more
Told that hoe I'm too bored, smoke 'em like a Newport
Told me, "Baby, I can't change" Glock 19, it go ba-bang
She don't even know my pain, I guess that it's still the same
[Verse]
On my phone like, "Hello" I'm shootin' shit like Melo
VLM, that be the gang, come look at the diamonds that be on my chain
I, don't even wanna call you no more
You made a mistake, I can't intake
Off the Perky's, it ain't too late
Off the Roxy's, I'm a zombie
21, so please don't card me
It's cuts, I still bleed, don't mind if I? Please
Over and over again, you tried breaking my heart
But I learned my lesson, baby, I wish you the best
[Chorus]
Prada on my neck, that shit cost like fifty
I'm in a SRT, ridin' through the city
Call up bro, he shoot on sight, walk 'round wit' that Blicky
She keep tryna play wit' me like, why she tryna piss me
Girl, I pull up in that two door, I need racks like two more
Told that hoe I'm too bored, smoke 'em like a Newport
Told me, "Baby, I can't change" Glock 19, it go ba-bang
She don't even know my pain, I guess that it's still the same
Prada on my neck, that shit cost like fifty
I'm in a SRT, ridin' through the city
Call up bro, he shoot on sight, walk 'round wit' that Blicky
She keep tryna play wit' me like, why she tryna piss me
Girl, I pull up in that two door, I need racks like two more
Told that hoe I'm too bored, smoke 'em like a Newport
Told me, "Baby, I can't change" Glock 19, it go ba-bang
She don't even know my pain, I guess that it's still the same
[Verse]
On my phone like, "Hello" I'm shootin' shit like Melo
VLM, that be the gang, come look at the diamonds that be on my chain
I, don't even wanna call you no more
You made a mistake, I can't intake
Off the Perky's, it ain't too late
Off the Roxy's, I'm a zombie
21, so please don't card me
It's cuts, I still bleed, don't mind if I? Please
Over and over again, you tried breaking my heart
But I learned my lesson, baby, I wish you the best
[Chorus]
Prada on my neck, that shit cost like fifty
I'm in a SRT, ridin' through the city
Call up bro, he shoot on sight, walk 'round wit' that Blicky
She keep tryna play wit' me like, why she tryna piss me
Girl, I pull up in that two door, I need racks like two more
Told that hoe I'm too bored, smoke 'em like a Newport
Told me, "Baby, I can't change" Glock 19, it go ba-bang
She don't even know my pain, I guess that it's still the same
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