She Gone (feat. Thakiddshun1K)

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Five hunnid
Aye
That's what Imma give to my momma when I get to these bands
She wanna be friends no we can't be friends after wat you did
I gave you my trust you took me granted that wat you did
I took you in, introduce you to the code
Phone calls on the road
You was hitting me up just to ask how it go
Im finna kick in the doors
Just so I can say that my is money long
I was to blind should've known should've left yo ass alone
Should've let you be slow
I gotta let you go
Yeah I gotta let you go
You try to ack like you ain't got no feelings
But you told me you love on the social
You was the only girl that I wanted
And you tried play me like I'm a lil hoe
I put you up in my songs i gave you my heart
And you took me for a joke
I really don't care no more
I'm just glad now that she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
She gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
Yeaaa Im glad that she gone
She a hoe she can get the f*ck on
Damn right im moving alone
Cant trust these bitches they be wrong
I gave you my heart you fucked me right over
That shit was so deep i let you meet my mother
It was so many times we was there for each other
But now that u gone i gotta start over
Ain't gotta worry no more
Delete the hoe out my phone
If they talking shit bout that hoe
You know ain't defending that hoe
Hoes really gone be hoes
You already know how it go
I put the money over hoes
I rock the money wit the shows
Bitch you already know shunny boi fucked yo hoe
Man this shit not drill imma keep that shit real
Bitch you play wit my money
I come like osama I bet you keep running
I do not play
I let it spray
I'm wit yo bitch
She f*ck all day
She wanna have my damn kids and I might let it side
She wanna f*ck on me yeah OMG
Five hunnid
Aye
That's what Imma give to my momma when I get to these bands
She wanna be friends no we can't be friends after wat you did
I gave you my trust you took me granted that wat you did
I took you in, introduce you to the code
Phone calls on the road
You was hitting me up just to ask how it go
Im finna kick through the doors
Just so I can say that my is money long
I was to blind should've known should've left yo ass alone
should've let you be slow
I gotta let you go
Yeah I gotta let you go
You try to ack like you ain't got no feelings
But you told me you love on the social
You was the only girl that I wanted
And you tried play me like I'm a lil hoe
I put you up in my songs
I gave you my heart and you took me for a joke
I really don't care no more
I'm just glad now that she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Im glad that she gone
Everything I shared with you you do it all down the drain
Don't try to come back to me when a nigga get to the fame
All them late night calls with you even the shit I can't name
I was real about everything
And you try to pin me for blame
These days gotta keep my Glokk tucked if a nigga acted up
I'm aiming my beam at his face
I'm finna get me a demon to drive all seasons
Depending on who tryna race
Two Shauns on the team yeah
We going up from here yeah
We eating we eating the food off plate
I left her ass at the spot no she ain't coming with me yeah
I'm going straight to the top
Imma drop 50 bands 100 bands on my watch
Mouth and wrist is encrusted with rocks
I ain't never had shit to begin wit so how can I flop
Imma work hard till I drop
Like Roddy Rich I'm finna hit me a lick in the box
Pulling out the coupe out the lot
How could A young nigga slip when I'm the one with the mop
I'm finna shoot out the pot
How tf am I the one to blame you tried to play for a game
I'll take the money f*ck the mother fucking fame
Yeah most of these niggas be mother fucking lame
They only get the clout cause a mf name
Loosing perk dawg brought me mother fucking pain
That's another big dawg in the mf grave
I'm finna blast off in his mother fucking name
He told me imma be rich one of these days
Five hunnid
Aye
That's what Imma give to my momma when I get to these bands
She wanna be friends no we can't be friends after wat you did
I gave you my trust you took me granted that wat you did
I took you in, introduce you to the code
Phone calls on the road
You was hitting me up just to ask how it go
Im finna kick through the doors
Just so I can say that my is money long
I was to blind should've known
Should've left yo ass alone should've let you be slow
I gotta let you go
Yeah I gotta let you go
She gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
She gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
She gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
Yeah she gone
I gotta let you go
Yeah she gone

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