Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ivy4hunnids
Performer
Tammyy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markmanuel mark
Songwriter
Okoro Tubor-Tamuno Egbe
Songwriter
Lyrics
I got rich of the pain that I felt
Too many lies too many death
Too many cries shared on the block
Like shits getting tuff you think it's easy to be dawg
I don lost my hoodie nigga
Caught up in thought
Am paranoid my soul speak shit up
My mind blowing
Like everything is pissing me off
I never thought i'll get bitten by my own dawg
What the fuck call the nurse that shit be eating me up
You know it's killing me huh?
That shit be drilling me huh?
Yeah we finessing it
33 yeah we spin on your block(abnf)
Yeah we slide yeah we drill don't stop
All my foenems yeah we ready thot thot
Counting flocks from your block don't cross
Gun shots(pop pop)
Two bodies from the hood just dropped
Yeah we spinning when we hit it's like exhaust
Yeah we killing hitting all your flocks
To the days that we lost
To the days that we on
To the days that we won
To the days that we gone
I don't wanna catch a felony
Two shots on your head what's you gonna be
Why you telling
Am finessing don't yell at me
Bruh bruh
Don't yell at me
Yo can't shout
So pay close attention as i speak to existence till it's lights out
Besides mom's
There's really less options to the arms that i could run to
Like an iCloud with clips
Photo's of a happy individual yet
Deep down i'm pilled up with shit Like a rest room please
Who get pass me no dey bother me
So long as i fit see food dey eat
Get off the stage till you're seen with kendrick on face time
Guess its when i'ma put a price on your head
My incompetence been observed
Its been pinned with gimmicks and tantrums
I will not trade my favourite titties for bass drums
Choose between boobs,spanish guitars,piano
A heart black as crude when i'm barely taking in heroin proves
My freaking problem might probably be cruise and i'm loosed
My freaking problem might probably be cruise and i'm loosed
I got rich of the pain that I felt
Too many lies too many death
Too many cries shared on the block
Like shits getting tuff you think it's easy to be dawg
I don lost my hoodie nigga
Caught up in thought
Am paranoid my soul speak shit up
My mind blowing
Like everything is pissing me off
I never thought i'll get bitten by my own dawg
What the fuck call the nurse that shit be eating me up
You know it's killing me huh?
That shit be drilling me huh?
Yeah we finessing it
33 yeah we spin on your block(abnf)
Yeah we slide yeah we drill don't stop
All my foenems yeah we ready thot thot
Counting flocks from your block don't cross
Gun shots(pop pop)
Two bodies from the hood just dropped
Yeah we spinning when we hit it's like exhaust
Yeah we killing hitting all your flocks
To the days that we lost
To the days that we on
To the days that we won
To the days that we gone
I don't wanna catch a felony
Two shots on your head what's you gonna be
Why you telling
Am finessing don't yell at me
Bruh bruh
Don't yell at me
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