Lyrics:
on the cross just for me to be saved
Never will play with my life like a game
See a new day Ima always say grace
I'm going to rest only when in my grave
I do my
know
Whats the point of going home alone
Even though I know you got
A palace of your own
Come and find me by the stair
Never perfect timing nowhere i
slippin' away
Consorting with hustlers, niggas that be giving her space
She said she feel free when she's around me
I'm letting her do her and in turn
niggas just p-i-e
Nah nigga can't sleep on me
Sleep with a knife by your bed, so convinced
She got a gun to her head
Only relief is when she’s taking
Gucci with diamonds it's lit
Rocket ship, made by Bugatti
I got your bitch, up the pilot seat
You don't know where we're going
(Warp drive, warp drive)
pack, bust it open
With the seal on Dunn, deal on this, with the real on
Next, Rocky, ring, call it to Decatur
Slang soufleer home decorater, player
happy with what she sees
And that she takes no action at all
And I'll carry the weight of my life
'Cause that's what you make of me
And that's what you
Now I'm like, fuck, I don't want to be an asshole
So I'm sitting there posing with Travis, Devon
With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it
They say I’m going hard but I need to go harder
Diamonds dripping off my neck look like it’s water
Shawty tell me she gone buss it like it Marta
If Lil
just P-IE
Nah nigga can't sleep on me
Sleep with a knife by your bed
So convinced she got a gun to her head
Only relief is when she's taking the meds
an answer
I take it that you sent me this note (what's all this nonsense?)
Of course not
Don't look at us (she's not with you then?)
Of course not (we're
Yea yea
815 815 815
Said I'm rappin with my slime yea
His name yea shout out ROMAINE they going insane
They hit me the invite yea So I saw Jake Gin
control
She back that ass up on me
Like a pro
She bad ass fuck and so original
Talented when she get on the pole
Girl I ain't fucking with these other hoes
She deserving of this earth and everything im buying
I love her she love me
She the highest in the room
Like Travis she above me
Like Travis she above
with no cause, James Dean up from the past
She just copped that Range Rover, but I hope it don't crash
Going to the city, when you never stayed at home
heel
Writing songs to coupe with the pain
People ask me if I am insane
To bring things up in the past
And give them free clout
They feel bad for my girl?
send her home
Yeah
Play with me must be ready for war (you ready?)
Cause I'm in the field with the savages (yeah)
You see me with that bitch, she not
the bitch got
Me trippin like a bucket
Shots going off in the streets
10 hut, big squads are with me
See niggas 12 ballin like they
Been in the gym
But you
lipstick
I got a driver waiting shawty come and dip with me
I treat your bitch like a PowerPoint
Shawty gone slide
I'm not talking IG but lil shawty going
you going to do when we take over the governments
Almity put we pan the eart amsay yes feel livit rastamandaya
Say me come fee set it some tell
at home makin' me plates
She lock the door, set the alarm, and text me she safe
I got a big booty bitch with a petite waist
I get my back scratched up, she
died
If she ever said I was a good boy
Trust me, mama lied
Leave these haters with a cane to walk
Take these lames with a grain of salt
All I wanna
going home, that's for sure
And the wind had a way with her hair
The blues have a way with her smile
She had a way of her own
Like prisoners have
Momma screaming my name
"I can't wake her up for shit, Kar I think that she's dead"
I really thought it was a joke, they trying to play with my head
I
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