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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Dunn
Songwriter
Lyrics
How the fuck it get that load, made it vanish in a week
Why the fuck they got they nose in my mix, that shit be for the weak
Trappin' out the bando, when I walk the floor, squeak
I got the bowls tucked in the cabinet, choppa next to the sink
Tell em check my jacket, this ain't mink
And I'm far from what you think, get whacked before you blink
Feel like I can't love, but I'm good and like a bridge, you know, I'm
Still holdin' up on them, why they hold they nuts on me
Niggas I used to fuck with, they pushed up on me
Sendin' shots, I sent them back, that mean it's up, don't it
It's hard to trust when everybody wanna be up one
That bitch gon' fuck somethin' when she feel like that love ruined
Probably lie and say I'm fine
But the shit a nigga go through, have you feelin' like you dyin
They gon' turn they back on you, but that just mean they ain't your kind
Said im my brothers keeper, and my brother end up dyin
Still in disbelief, I got my nights when I'll just cry
Hopin' she don't ask me what's wrong, so I ain't gotta make up no lie
And to sum it up, I'm more than just torn deep on the inside
Been wakin' up at four in the morning just to get high
Smokin' till the sun rise, on my third blunt, then I hear gunfire
Tappin' with the gang, make sure they safe, I'm like the umpire
Cause don't too many get to see the sun rise
If I pay you for a hit, im going to make sure it get done right
If we gotta be up all night, we ain't let him slide
No, they can't get to base, uh, yeah
Hop out, run him down, yeah, it'll be a chase, they're unaware
I prefer to Draco, but the Glock fit in my underwear
No, ain't nobody safe, we spend a bin, and get up outta there
You can put two and two together, and I still won't give a fuck for nothin
I'm movin' on a different schedule, fuck him now, I'm keepin' touch
I'm good, don't need no help at all, rely on God to lift me up
Strapped bad for my protection, I can't let no nigga wet me up
Thankin' these niggas gang when they really the enemy
I don't know what made him change, but I can feel the energy
I ain't got no room to complain, I'm tryna gain what's meant for me
But I've been left out here alone, I guess that shit was meant to be
But I've been left out here alone, I guess that shit was meant to be
I ain't got no room to complain, I'm tryna gain what's meant for me
Yeah, you can put two and two together, and I still won't give a fuck for nothin
Yeah, see these niggas ain't got no mind, and they gon' fuck for nothin
I ain't got no room to complain, I'm tryna gain what's meant for me
Writer(s): Thomas Dunn
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