When Everything Is Gone
Glo Nova
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I did it all for real Yeah Gang, gang Gang Bitch I came from the bottom, could barely see the top In the trenches, with the glock Send 100 shots, watchin' bodies drop I ran from the cops, cause they ran in the spot, yeah I sell the coke for real I sell the dope for real I sell the D for real I sell the lean for real I sell the weed for real Count this money, get it in All this money coming in Bitch I'm from these streets Bitch I gotta eat I'm totin' this heat I'm looking for beef I popped a pill in the drank I take the racks out the safe I put the bands in the bank Make sure my family straight, yeah I sell the coke for real I sell the dope for real I sell the D for real I sell the lean for real I sell the weed for real Count this money, get it in All this money coming in And if a nigga tell on me He a bitch Street niggas, real niggas never snitch Who the f*ck raised you Like, who the f*ck made you I did some shit for real niggas, but they turned to fake niggas They hate I was always mentioned They hate I was in the picture Say they loved me, never meant it I'll see you in a minute, I'm too busy handling business, yeah I'm in the streets for real I tote the heat for real Bitch I gang bang for real I got his drugs for real I got his gun for real I'm a shooter, get it in I'm a shooter, get it in Bitch I'm from these streets Bitch I gotta eat I'm totin' this heat I'm looking for beef I popped a pill in the drank I take the racks out the safe I put the bands in the bank Make sure my family straight, yeah I sell the coke for real I sell the dope for real I sell the D for real I sell the lean for real I sell the weed for real Count this money, get it in All this money coming in I got blood in my eyes, yeah Red tears when I'm crying I'm feeling like I'm dying, I'm feeling like I'm dying All these drugs don't work on me Man I miss my homies When I miss my homies, I got this fo' on me, yeah I let it pop for real I'm f*ck the opps for real Bitch I gang bang for real I'm with the gang for real I'm Foolie Gang for real, I'm Foolie Gang for real Bitch, I'm Foolie Gang for real I sell the coke for real I sell the dope for real I sell the D for real I sell the lean for real I sell the weed for real Count this money, get it in All this money coming in Bitch I'm from these streets Bitch I gotta eat I'm totin' this heat I'm looking for beef I popped a pill in the drank I take the racks out the safe I put the bands in the bank Make sure my family straight, yeah Bitch I came from the bottom, could barely see the top In the trenches, with the glock Bitch I came from the bottom, could barely see the top In the trenches, with the glock I sell the coke for real I sell the dope for real I sell the D for real I sell the lean for real I sell the weed for real Count this money, get it in All this money coming in
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