Lyrics:
have a bed for months
You begin talking to Z right after
I come by to drop off the keys and give Rune ice cream
I see you leaving with him
Still don't
I’m the one, I’m just surrounded by 3’s and 2’s
I got a line around the corner waiting on me to lose
I’m done with phony kickin, I can see that ain’t
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
to another ghetto
On Sante Fe playing the lotto
I used to want a champagne two door Tahoe
Until I seen that same truck shot by five-o
Dead with his eyes closed
(Yeah)
Two times for them bitches in the South Shore (Whoa)
Three times for them days on the block
Gettin' chased by the cops like a motherfuckin'
I was riding in my car one day
In the express lane rollin on the freeway
And suddenly the phone rings then I
Reached down beside me then i look
a contraceptive
And my common sense neglected
And two months later next thing I know
I got a text that said "I'm pregnant"
And you can almost bet she kept it
That's
want make I slow down
But with you by my side you know say
Nobody fit stop my shine
No fit stop my shine
1 year 8 months 2 weeks and 5 days
Nothing
months two dates
Three minutes I'll
Take you around the world
I wanna make you fly
Don't want nobody else girl
When you're by my side
You're by my side
niggas pussy like that time of the month
For real rose gold everything
It feel like the Rose Bowl
Niggas, they ain't fuckin' with me
They feel like my old
Bundles by the bundle
Nails done every day of the week
Always want something from me
Sent her right back to the streets
'Cause she 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2
more but I can't turn back this week for it
But I done made it, almost a month
With just a couple of V's and I blew some blunts
But that weed
what happened
The two weeks went by
You called on FaceTime
Said you was done with him
Foreal this time
I gave you another chance
Gave our love another
down
And you wouldn't even be thinking about the next day or what you need to do in a week
You, you were so present in those younger years because you
weren't loyal after three fucking days
Four months, too much, you couldn't do such
And after that fight, five more months of bad luck
Six ways, seven days
the re-up gang,
2 zero comma five a key, the peace symbol front of the v,
Fuck gold digger bitches my set be freaks uh,
Momma I needs no harm ya lack
next?
It's me and you, doing the sex
So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks
I want it all, don't say I won't
Get it
Yo What I say on that shit the other day nigga
It was like
I'm like
Gang going this way
Choppa hit yo sensei
They don't wanna see you win
Tell me
one off issue
Two-fifty-two on the scale, that's a nino
Eighteen sales, five hundred-four grams
Add an extra gram when you weigh it with the ...
Real
The droplets keep dropping
It's worse than it was months ago
Months ago
On the first day of COVID, corona gave to me
An uptick in my anxiety
On the second day
She was five months pregnant when they took her house by storm
She had to watch the soldiers take all the food she had in store
She felt her baby
Every single day of the week
And made the beat hella tight songs
And after a couple a months
The album was finished so he gave the masterd
To the label
like I'm see through
So talk about dubs
Talk about dubs
I could feel it in your weak hugs
In your weak hugs
Minutes to days to weeks to months
Girl
[Fresh] Make sure you put some money aside
And in a month call the man and tell him, "Bring a extra five."
(Hook2x [children])
Ten ways
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