Lyrics:
Low key mane I'm high as hell
Ima whole damn vibe by myself
She dont even smoke but she like the smell
Facts
I'm getting bigger only time will tell
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes,but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
fans
Designer down I mixed sum Gucci with Vuitton
I'm in the studio with some Louis and J's on
Niggas tryna play with me, this is no play zone
I don't
I'm tryna do right by any means But it don't seem to work
People i put my trust in they Done hurt me the worst
Long live my brother rip now That he
understand?
No touching what's hot mane (Ah)
Telling her all my plans, she tell me she want the same home
Confront in advance, pulled up and just count
Scars to Hearts
By: Amber Gideon
It’s about a girl
She’s abused
In a new city
Scared and confused
It’s about a boy
Who makes her laugh
From
As well call me Gucci Mane
I'm A Evil Genius, Don't Play I Got Real Aim
I'm A Evil Genius, Man For Real Better Know My Name
I'ma Leave A Legacy, Please call
with (Hey mane say mane its Georgia Gurt)
She say she want to slide with your boy
I told her bring her best friend Toya
Kick it couple days down in
up in my head. Some say I OD'd
Off that X, what they gon' say next? Grandma
Died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. Niggas
Hate, but I don't drive by
know
It will lead by design
I won't doubt this urge to let you go
I won't say I don't love you though
Her power is to open what is closed
And to close
She don't care about you, trust me, if she constantly flopping
Can't live without no risk, cause no risk means no reward
Break bread with the team asap
wine
20 inches is the only thing I sit my shit on
Don't bring ya bitch around me
Cause my dick she'll wanna sit on
And I ain't gonna tell her nothing
to cuddle
Suck her titties, smack her ass
She rubbing on my muscle bumping Gucci Mane
Like a dog while I hump her
Take her to the bedroom
Jacuzzi with
gave it to me
Paid for your love bitch I paid for that fee
Money come missing, I ain't trust a Fee
Fuck with her mind when applying that D
Pack run
fresh like
Mister Guwop got ah glock and is fresh up out the box
I been sippin on that woch so I’m loaded out my top
I can’t put my trust in her cause
Then i go heart break that girl
Revenge bod she hates the world
Giuesseppe purse will ease the hurt
Nice for what
I’m so nice to her
Gucci Mane
Bitch's filling me with rage
Undertake her i am kane
I am fucking super mane
She my gucci louise lane
Her shit on lock
Her baby birkin she call it the box
she comin' over
I don't have to send a car, she get her own 'cause she ain't been sober
No panties on, you ain't needin' those Ron O'Neal, Curtis
Just say you're sorry
You can still be with the Wizard
What you've worked and waited for
You can have all you ever wanted
I know
But I don't
She a bad rich bitch she did it own she been rocking Gucci ferigamo camme des garçon
She a bad rich bitch she did it by herself
She even bought
sixth grade
Guess shit changed
Thought you loved her mane
Guess s**t ain't the same
She want fame
Now you acting strange
Tell me who's to blame
Now she
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
I sing
Won do my hair
Tell em try me
Truth or dare
Rockin Gucci mane la flare
Nigga talking crazy
But when I pull up
Already knew he wasnt there
her again
Just walking by with some new guy
I know that we will need to pretend
And hope our eyes keep telling lies
Sit on the back porch
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