Lyrics:
of the doubt
Thought you was really down for me but you was in it for the clout
Never was in my plans to return that day I left your house
Shouldn't have let it
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by The Clash
It was writing cheques that my body couldn't cash
three hoes followin' me (hoe)
Ho, ho, ho, I'm down the chimney (brp)
Hello, I make her throw away her pussy toys, yeah
Ain't got a job, I make her look
Hermes bag is crocodile
Back against the wall and still would crack a smile
Black and steak when I sit down that towel
I got women at my house right
back in my life
Cause I'm tired of livin' scandalously
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Hold my lord
I'm sittin' at the board with my head down
I cant write
A part of me, ya it's starting to bleed
Bleeding a rainfall
Down to my knees
I'm down for you, whatever you need
Whatever you see, I'm getting you 3
I
(Bishop,Baby)
I remember back then fat bitch said I ainu0027t that nigga
Fifty Second we was dog fighting with Marlo nigga
(Theyu0027ll do ya dirty)
Hell naa
together then you tore it at the seam
Now I do things all by myself
Been working hard tryna fix my mental health
Writing fire bars, driving fancy cars
the closet and put it on
I got shorts at my short bitch house
Timbs at my New York bitch house
I got steak at my Texas bitch house
Bitch got three titties
that we set was running wild
Wish I could go back tell my lil nigga hold it down
Instead I'm dying inside my heart wishing that you round
I ain't had no
myself
Her: Being without you I find that my mind will stray
So far Ive found that I like it when your away
Him: So baby baby baby don't you move
Without
've been doing all this shit for way too long
I've been going up and down when I be puffing smoke
I was rapping they thought it was just a hobby no
Ima do
Lock my door and scream
Into my pillow I'm drowning
In a river and countin' down the minutes till you
Dip out on this new love
Cause what we had was
(Woop woop)
It’s the police, freeze
Please get down your knees
Nigga
All that I see on the screen
Violence and brutality
It’s world war 3 in these
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised
When I was broke
Ain't nobody held me close
James Ray aye
They shot down my dreams
Now they're stoked
Tryna hop right on my boat
Free cruising ain't
Can't find Skeppy
And one prick's on his quad
Riding up and down in front
Of gash showing off
Going on big like his name was Boss
Nearly hit my bike so I
Nah we don't play by the rules
Construction worker with the tool
Remember when i kicked in my first door they said i was a fool
Came in this bitch with
be grown that’s all right
We can go if you like
Take you home then I make you go crazy
You know how much you been missing
Now baby listen
Cost you
to find my truth drop the boo’s
I had to pay my dues make some moves
Big top 40 me and my wodies
Coming through bussin down doors cuz lot of these goofies
on the same page
I went and got it by myself and that's when all the rain came down
I'm tryna get it for all the times we was stressin' out
Hurts to see me
just froze and her eyes got big as
hell...the message said hey baby surprise surprise girl im free
i'll be home around 3 and it was already 3
The allure of breaking the law
Was always too much for me to ever ignore
I've got a thing for the big-body Benzes, it dulls my senses
In love with
The allure of breaking the law
Was always too much for me to ever ignore
I've got a thing for the big-body Benzes, it dulls my senses
In love with
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