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Li Fred

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I'm knowin' you don't wanna hear from me But you gon' listen when I write this song
I'm hurtin' deep, no, I can't write my own I got some niggas who ain't comin' home
No, they ain't comin' home They wanna run me down and bust my dome
But them lit bitches know I'm totin' crown I know she know what type of time I'm on

Don't want no dealings and I promise I won't call your phone
I'm steady thuggin' and I'm tryna get the oppas gone
Don't want your miserable love, I swear that I don't need it
Before you say them four letters, just make sure that you mean it

Fall in my feelings, bought my niggas, then I turned into a demon
I started throwin' back on Perkins, swore to God I didn't see it
I'm sippin' lean from out the bottle, got these drugs inside my body
Movin' slow up on these pills, I fucked around and popped the rice

Deadly niggas say he want my top, tell a bitch come pop me
Forever number one, no, you can't top me I think about bein', then I bump that profit
Marlon OD'd off a pill, I swear I'm sick and tired
Kelly died, Tyrell died, I swear I'm sick and tired

They grew around me, they know that I'ma bust my f*ck
My momma show me, go and get it, can't sit back and cry
No, I ain't stoppin', even though this shit get harder and harder
I got my bros forever, tell them bitches put it in order

I'm knowin' you don't wanna hear from me But you gon' listen when I write this song
I'm hurtin' deep, no, I can't write my own I got some niggas who ain't comin' home
No, they ain't comin' home They wanna run me down and bust my don't
But them lit bitches know I'm totin' crown I know she know what type of time I'm on

Don't want no dealings, and I promise I won't call your phone
I'm steady thuggin' and I'm tryna get the oppas gone
Don't want your miserable love, I swear that I don't need it
Before you say them four letters, just make sure that you mean it

Fall in my feelings by my niggas, then I turn into a demon
I started throwin' back on Perkins, swore to God I didn't see it
I'm sippin' lean from off the bottle, got these drugs inside my bag
Movin' slow up on these pills, I fucked around and popped the rice

Tellin' niggas that he want my top, tell a bitch come pop me

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