Lyrics:
Real shit don't speak on shit counterfeit
Like i'm 4th bitch i'm really lit
Never dissin whoever be talking shit
I know niggas be quick come spin ya
I couldn't be the one to save you
Wish I could but I'm not brave
To open up my heart
Yea I'd rather fall apart
I never really meant to change you
I
…
It's gonna take more than that my friend
it's gonna take more
How do you feel i been hurting my friend
You say that you care i don't see it my
Yeah
I'm Yung Drippy I know how to drip
Walk with that glock it stay on my hip
I got all blue hunnids I feel like a crip
Fuck one time nigga R.I
I was in Chiraq
Eating Giordano's off a flat
You ain't getting racks
So that mean that all yo rap is cap
All my rap is facts
I got niggas shoot you
I guess I'm gonna die like a phoenix
[00:15.66]I feel the fire on my skin
[00:18.75]
My blood is boiling from within
My body's drenched in gasoline
I've been
Trynna find love but it won't find me
Another
Birthday alone like it's destined to be
I got this
Feeling like it's always gonna last
I just
I dead-ass woke up in the clothes
I was wearing last night
Your boy's a little greasy
Oh god mother, father, please believe me
I've been waiting too
Thing I know we ain't finna talk though
Ehh ahh, ahhh
A hundred on the whip, ya' head got a price
Dogs won't sniff, if you put it in rice
Nigga went
Open up and read it with me
That's why I keep it with me
Why? Because I need it with me
Got no more evil in me
I got no more reefer in me
Everywhere I go
I'm a stalker imma be breathing poison
Till my lungs hurt bang, bang, bang
Wear this dress like I'm a tailor
I can never save her she said I
Yuh, ooh smoke Supreme
Yuh, ooh skr skr
Aye, bitch I'm on the block
I’m posted with the toolie (boom)
And we got extended clips
Shoot longer than
Uh, Tae Retro
Tae Retro, ha, uh (Hold on, Tae Retro)
I'm running this beat like a
Race on the freeway
Snapping on time with no delay
I'm locked in
I just ran off with your bitch
I just ran off with your bitch
I just ran off with your bitch
I just ran off with your bitch
I just ran off with your
I was in detention
Bad relations with my teacher
Ion participate
I sat my ass right on the bleachers
Arkansas baby Glizzy blasting through
Your
I never fit in the party
My life's all bad choices and sad voices
I drown ’em out in Bacardi
Say I'm fine but hardly
Retreat to my mind now
All I got
It's three o'clock in the morning
I wonder where the fuck you were
I hope you not paying for jabariOnTheBeat
(Let's go)
I could hear the rain hit
I need like several thousand dollars
Up in the safe
I remember when these niggas would
Ghost me and now
When I ghost em I hop in the wraith
Meet em
2-3, I be hot like a Jacuzzi
Pull up on em with the Uzi
2-3, I be hot like a Jacuzzi
Pull up on em with the Uzi
2-3, I be hot like a Jacuzzi
Pull up
One, two, three and to the four
It’s young Bibby on a tape
And here to spit another flow
"Not Sure" was just my entrance
I’m far from done
I’ve been
Is there ever a time you're not gloomy?
Harto Falion
I was in the clouds so yeah, oh yeah
(Oh yeah)
Smokin' on that loud, I just, oh yeah
No matter
Axl (axl) , axl (axl) , axl (axl) uh
Look, uh
Put my hoodie on, I put my hoodie on
This shit hurt huh, uh, yeah
It can get painful (Painful) uh, uh,
I've been focused, I've been focused
I've been focused on you lately
Picture perfect
I see us naked for one more night
(just one more night)
Just one
I hit a wall, I never felt so low, so low
Like a waterfall, my tears
Dropped to the floor, the floor
They left a swimming pool of salted crimes
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