Top Songs By Maine Laveau
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jermaine Dion Hawkins
Songwriter
Kenneth English
Songwriter
Lyrics
Sometimes I be feeling like
Fuck it cause I'm going thru shit
Other times gun in the air
Fuck it and empty the clip
Can't take it back
Cause ain't no time machine for that
We all know the street codes
We Don't abide by them
Find pluggs and go thru back doors
Chased M's never chased hoes
I stayed in my lane
Gave crutches to crippled niggas
Still threw dirt on my name
Ask them bout me
My name solid
Speak bad on my name
They ask for the all the problems
Funny
How money can pay for violence
But never pay for no peace
Didn't put it work for the pie
And still wanted a piece
Tables turn
Still niggas chairs ain't sit With me
Seen it all and did t all in some retro 3'
You feel me
Life is tragic
Only simply because the earth turns
And the sun
The sun rises and sets
One day for each of us
And eventually the sun will go down for the last
The last time that is
Ask me how any times I heard I'm sorry
Not knowing when I hear a fake apology
Cold tears how grandma death still bothers me
Talking to God but the devil follows me
Ask me how I feel
Call you every Sunday
Hearing your voice was pain killer
Easy to be fake but not real
Last words Flem spoke
Never thought he get killed
Guess that day them shooters ain't choke
Looking at All my surroundings
Nini I ain't kill you cause my momma
Blood thicker than water
Next time I will I promise
Came late
But with enough to be great
People think I don't fuck with them
But truth is I just really need some space
Black LV shades
Hope you can relate
In some off white
But not white
Rest In Peace Virgil the great
Writer(s): Jermaine Hawkins
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