Lyrics:
of gone
'Cause where I'm from the bullets long
Y'all see the news, but why my block gang got no footage on
'Cause my life is like a movie, when you
Love him Like I do
Love him Like I do
That's why I love him like I do
Once again
Baby Dub, Mark Block, Deitrick
Big Rue, MaryMary
Givin'
much
Why do I always pick the
Worst bitches to love?
Hi, you are about to be dead and
I have news that you’re a fake bitch and
I hope you never betray
that love is long Gone now
Here goes the eulogy
I'm writing you this letter I Hope one day you hear it
Cause there's holes still in My heart bae and only
'm lowrie, jeter
You know i dragg and I ball vegeta
Ice on my neck i'm so kold new freezer
I need velveeta juice by da liter oh u don't like me, bitch i
when the Broncos on, that's my day
There's i-phone, i-pad, but baby I pay
If it's up to you, then baby_I'll wait
Believin in man, baby_that's fake
Gotta
a hat. Smoked the leaks to the last hit
[Cage]
Is you in love with that bitch?
[Eon]
No kid. (So switch)
[Cage]
I hit her on the trunk
Then took
empathetic to the struggles of others
Call me crazy, coz I found love down in the gutters
I live moment by moment, my mental capture the vibes
I remember good
see you, but I always see your folks
Bonfire chilling, see your face in the smoke
It's hard to believe that we almost lost hope
And we kinda lost us
and you crossed my line
So when you get a text like baby it’s time
I’m single
You know I don’t play believe it when I tell you
I’m single
Now I
Hate it or you love it, I'ma pull up in a Range (hey)
Trap star, rock star, you can hear it in the guitar (hoo)
Oh God, this a Lambo' not a Mopar
I'm layin for him bustin at the sky
My aim's on him, my man Kurt died the blames on him
You better believe him, killin niggaz dead for this dream
By
'm oddly godly, you can spot me in my hot body
Riding on a shotgun, man, gun kamikaze
There's not a lot of shots you can toss me that I can't block
Stop your
Oh my, god
Ooh, run in this bitch like ooh
Suck on my dick like ooh
Fuck on that bitch like ooh
Baby I love you like
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Run my check
cllstar - Complete
Title: U Down?
Hook
(extend by four for four bar intro (talk vibes 8)
Yeah baby We getting guap in the city
Niccas gettin
of em
Push the harda way that's Penny cousin
I'm all up in that zone now
New Farrock you know I'm home bound
Mix with some Guy R Brew add a lil Merrick in
from the arm
I was given from the mind since you wasn't there nigga
Can't believe you had me cryin', you wasn't worth a tear nigga
I used to be in
[Verse 1: B.G.]
Look, you know I been up in the game for a long time (time)
And Imma tell ya homey, it whatn't a easy grind (grind)
Been through this,
pouring in the Fanta you ain't sipping no oil
Aye I can get the pot so hot that it boil
Been around the world still banging my soil
Spin a nigga block with
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
Staten Island gully, you dig? It's getting ugly
And I ain't found a court that can judge me, the block love me
Like nines to the side of the skully,
a shovel
Yea I'm bout to dig in her
Can't bust ain't trying to put a kid in her
No Plan B baby just Plan D
I know I should wrap it up like candy
But it's no
off in the pen
They booked in a jail; I'm booking a flight
It's fucked up last year we was all on the block
This can't be life this can't be love
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