Warning Signs (feat. YSN Capo)

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Hey, I fell in love where it wasn't supposed to be
Right in front of me
Tongues were sensed to me
Hey, I fell in love where it wasn't supposed to be

Right in front of me
Tongues were sensed to me
I let em' pop they shit on Instagram
I ain't never cared

My mama might've raised a little man
But I ain't never scared
And I know real men cry
Watch my daddy shed a tears

I know how Biggie Mike died
After all these years, shit get painful
I ain't dead, so I'm thankful
My daddy got more kids than fingers

Now that's a handful
Used to cry over that bitch
Now it ain't a bitch I can't pull
Now they all on my dick

And you mad that it ain't you
Get money a lil' fit
I swear they gon' hate you
Stay up out the streets

You get hit, who gon' aid you
Get paid and stay lit
Only thing that's gon' save you
Get paid and then dip

It's 49 different states, fool
Roger that
I know a nigga died
His bitch hit me a week after

Ain't even finished crying
Need dick and she back actin
I just tell em' fall back
I ain't never been no fuckin' pastor

If I ever get rich
I swear to God
I won't laugh at em'
Cause I know how I feel

And I know that shit hurt
I know a nigga fightin' his mental
And this bitch make it worse
I bet as soon as bruh end it

She gon' be there first
To put his face on a shirt
And act like she ain't deserve it
I ain't never wanna be no rapper

I'm a artist
I'ma get the fam rich
And fall back like f*ck all this
I ain't never been shy

Don't f*ck with niggas
I'm so cautious
Think 'bout all the times
I let my mama down

And I get nauseous
He was raised by dope boys
Watching my daddy where it started
We took losses on losses

Was fallin' but got up
I'm like a flower in the garden
How I'm brought up was not flawless
Might see let me cry while I'm recordin

I forgot to do a chorus
The hood girls is no good
The good girls don't understand us
Livin' for social media

Body like propaganda
I stand away from the crowd
I ain't shy but I can't stand y'all
They all try to knock me down

But I stand tall
Momma died when I was little
That shit made me a soldier
I ain't have nobody to cry to

I ain't have no shoulder
I was broke when I was young
Ain't trippin' now I'm older
Racks in denim bustin' out my pocket

They can't fold up
I was gon' be that man I always told em
They used to bust a laugh like I was trollin
Now they got they hands out

just like I own em
Most of these n****s call me cousins
I don't know em', that's real
When I wake up in the mornin

I take that bag first
If she don't f*ck off the face card
I bet that cash work
I made more money than my teacher

ain't do class work
And I got the facts to prove it
Spent a thousand on Hellstar
I could've went to Gucci

Think I'm quavo with a hoe
right now I look like Karrueche
Gotta thank God I'm in Palm Angels
like hallelujah

I use you as a warning sign

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