Lyrics:
love me
I told God to take my pain why you had to leave
I'm crying out right now can you save me
That's why I break hearts
HoliMac an I ain't y'all
Don't
Petrol,
Wheels they spin, 93 special
And I get it, how I want it, that's how I'm living mane,
And I get it how it want, how I it want, how I want,
say that music is a therapy to ease the mind
But see therapy to me, is to squeeze a nine
Right between ya eyes, while I squeeze ya throat
Chuck you off
life and I had new life
Nightmares of no money that's right I ain't have no life I ain't have no life
I was a ghost on the corner pass by I ain't get no
When she tell her friends we did it she gone say we did it right
What's playin hard to get, when u got a strategy?
Ain't used to being sweet cause my
this
Ha ha
Yeah, it's like I'm one of the greats
It ain't even up for debate, the way I'm filling my plate
How you telling me that it's love when I know
the dead dog I stuffed with G's
Tell the cops that he died from fleas
That shit was well planned, but I know when it happens
When the shit hits
big old G
Niggas always talking about popping up. It's like they ain't gonna let shit fire
Come on block with that bullshit nigga y'all ass fuck around
I'm outchea, I'm recording in the car
Feel me
Coolin, dolo
By myself you feel me
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeaah)
Aye, aye just keep it G
If I be real with you
look perfect to me
I roll up a cone it taste like a treat
Fruit by the foot fruit by the G
I twist up a gram it's tasting so sweet
No ain't no stems I
to me
I roll up a cone it taste like a treat
Fruit by the foot, fruit by the G
I twist up a gram it's tasting so sweet
No ain't no stems I ain't seen
“Yeah, aye this shit right here nigga…”
“Aye I wrote this shit for all the niggas that ain’t gotta say they real, you feel me…”
“Cuz a real nigga
folding
Applying the pressure to me, it's be nothing
I be right on my own, fuck commitment ain't with it
She say she want love, I'll be out once i hit it
(What y'all want?)
Unconditional Love (no doubt)
Talking bout the stuff that don't wear off
It don't fade
It'll last for all these crazy days
another bitch
Hunned rounds yea I call that hoe my monkey clip
Fake love
I don't do that
Say you fucking with me you ain't prove that
That ain't yo nigga he
myself I'm a motherfucking G bitch, yeah
You wanna know why they fucking with me
I got the sauce and I drip in Supreme
I know a girl who gon love me for
with G-Unit,
Nigga you not ballin' a the G 2 jet
[Bridge]
She got a nigga on the count down
Waitin' on it like... Three, two, one
Yea right now
with G-Unit,
Nigga you not ballin' a the G 2 jet
[Bridge]
She got a nigga on the count down
Waitin' on it like... Three, two, one
Yea right now
man, you shooting like a rookie that don't know his range
Smoking, watch me go insane, opus and the Novocaine
Shit was once an open game, we got it by
I been through some shit man
But I be on my shit man i decided
That what you give is what you're given
So I been tryna do it right
I been doin' like
is true
Or you can fall for anything that is told to you
Every prophecy given ain't always G O D
He will tell and confirm it if it's really for me
speak
Gluten free, CBD, and camel milk, that shit ain't cheap
Speach therapy twice a week at special academy
He'd stare at me, quietly, hope he ain't mad
you, by the way
Don't you forget that I would die for you any day
Right here right now, what you gotta say?
You ain't gotta lie now, it's the bed we
's right]
Now that is so right and natural
No other man that I can see
I'm singin in my backgroun
Diggin up a hole for you to make your move
But no longer
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