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September (feat. KJ)
by Wavy Kid
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Fake love so I gotta stay distant, Niggas actin' like bitches, it's twisted
I've been prayin' too long, but been sinnin' I just speak my mind and hope that they listen
Where I'm from is the grave, or, it's prison Niggas hate cause they know that I'm winning
Niggas broke and I hate how they livin', I've been thru too much and there's no time for healing
All my life always been on my doloy, Most the niggas you jack ain't your homie
You can't tell me it's love, gotta show me and You ain't my bros don't act like you know me
On my own niggas never did shit for me Ain't no feelings, ain't show no sympathy
Now she texting my phone that she missin me I guess when you up, bitches look at you differently
We could chill, but you can't get my heart Love my brothers was there from the start
Life movie, just playin' my part if niggas talk on bro get em parked
Faking smiles this shit ain't the same well, I guess I'm just stuck in my ways
Well, I guess I'm not ready for change But he tryna diss that's a opp, Imma flame
Tryna diss on the, bro, I'ma flame Niggas be pussy and shit, it's a shame
Pull a line through his head like he Aang Cause bullets start bendin' if they wanna play
Keep it on me, shit gettin' real So much emotion don't know how to feel
Love and envy, that shit get you killed That's why I get money and focus to heal
Like, I gotta stay on my posture Niggas be snakes, I call em imposter
I stay with the nine, I feel like Ibaka If a nigga wanna touch, fuck that
We gon' put him in the blunt Member the days when I was down
But now they see me goin' up I was just fighting my battle
Some days couldn't trust my shadow, Niggas be claimin', they want the smoke
So we hit him with tobacco Not about it, cause shit gettin' toxic
They be snakes, that door better lock it I stay with the grip, if he tryna reach
It won't make it out his pocket Stay with the gang, they know what we do
Only niggas that I trust Stay with the ballin, cause I want the bread
No, I don't want the love Niggas just chat for the gram
Do what they do, doin' such and such I'm feelin' like youngboy, stay goin' up
And I'm never gettin' touch
Fake love so I gotta stay distant, Niggas actin' like bitches, it's twisted
I've been prayin' too long, but been sinnin' I just speak my mind and hope that they listen
Where I'm from is the grave, or, it's prison Niggas hate cause they know that I'm winning
Niggas broke and I hate how they livin', I've been thru too much and there's no time for healing
All my life always been on my doloy, Most the niggas you jack ain't your homie
You can't tell me it's love, gotta show me and You ain't my bros don't act like you know me
On my own niggas never did shit for me Ain't no feelings, ain't show no sympathy
Now she texting my phone that she missin me I guess when you up, bitches look at you differently
We could chill, but you can't get my heart Love my brothers was there from the start
Life movie, just playin' my part if niggas talk on bro get em parked
Faking smiles this shit ain't the same well, I guess I'm just stuck in my ways
Well, I guess I'm not ready for change But he tryna diss that's a opp, Imma flame
Tryna diss on the, bro, I'ma flame Niggas be pussy and shit, it's a shame
Pull a line through his head like he Aang Cause bullets start bendin' if they wanna play
Keep it on me, shit gettin' real So much emotion don't know how to feel
Love and envy, that shit get you killed That's why I get money and focus to heal
Like, I gotta stay on my posture Niggas be snakes, I call em imposter
I stay with the nine, I feel like Ibaka If a nigga wanna touch, fuck that
We gon' put him in the blunt Member the days when I was down
But now they see me goin' up I was just fighting my battle
Some days couldn't trust my shadow, Niggas be claimin', they want the smoke
So we hit him with tobacco Not about it, cause shit gettin' toxic
They be snakes, that door better lock it I stay with the grip, if he tryna reach
It won't make it out his pocket Stay with the gang, they know what we do
Only niggas that I trust Stay with the ballin, cause I want the bread
No, I don't want the love Niggas just chat for the gram
Do what they do, doin' such and such I'm feelin' like youngboy, stay goin' up
And I'm never gettin' touch
