Lyrics:
the back door where is my Draski
You nigaz informants y'all da cops ain't no way you gone take me
I like to sky walk and have a high talk
Wit my higher
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't never been in love, baby
My last bitch turned me to a
Savage, why a nigga can’t trust, baby
assumed you would read
I was so ready to ghost
About to send my last text then I press delete
Baby you still got so much to live for
You don't have to do
Thinking you with another man
So I went and kick the door down, yeah
Look what you did, you got me going crazy
Ran up them stairs to go and get my baby
two for the show
You got my beat, now here I go
You see, this DJ, he gets down
Mixing records while they go round
With the hiddip, the hop, ya just
what's his name, you ain't nothing right
Said he was just a friend, he don't even be your type
The day I changed my life, every time I talk about you
Mhmm mhmm mhmm
Yeah, Will you , will you
Will you hold me down baby? I just want to know (Just wanna know)
Always on my mental when I'm Steady
by my side tryna catch a vibe
I don't wanna come down, I don't wanna die
No sleep, I'm immortal like a vampire
Baby let me beat the pussy like a bad
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool (lunch, brunch)
Considered a fool 'cause I
I pulled up on Makela said let me go check on Ace
She gave me the keys knew something was wrong she could tell by the look on my face
I played it off
Hope I wasn't right, I only scratched the surface
I should be deaf right now
Gotta watch my back, so let's sit right down
And make my last call to tell
Ringin the bell, heard a yell but wasn't sure
Dropped my luggage to the ground, put my ear to the door
Slow music, H-Town, no that's down low
My baby
don't take credit cards here"
I took back the card and said
Gee, really? Well that sucks
And that's when I found out
My wife was only carryin' three
to find out
Wherever I
Lay my hat
I never stop
I make it pop
Yo yo I moved here about a year ago it's clear in my flow
I rep the Netherlands baby
My second
the back door opened, shit
I hear it close and my belt unlock
Turn around and there was four mafuckers with glocks
Pointed straight to my dome piece, grabbed
Walk through that door (Through that door)
Two
I’ve been missing you baby
Three
I love you more (I love you more)
Four
Come close the door
I want you
I
fonz three fs
He a recidovis
Took twenty and doing eighty five percent of it it's crazy
Drive me crazy
I'm missing my baby
I was out there trying to get
hair
I walked in through the back door entrance
Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incense
Chased by a weed aroma, empty
jumping 2 3 4
What you did was so uncalled for
How couldn't I see this before
I'm leaving right now at the front door
But I keep coming back to the corridor
own flood, I feel like Noah
'Cause all he had was little rocks, an ark, and saw
Road to riches, I'm still in gear while you park your car
Your baby
'm Mariana Trench
And thinkin', holdin' my breath, until I feel 3-2 like Wretch
Until my last bastard breath
I'ma cut man down on a barberous flex
Who
was so into you
How you gone
let him come through
Take my spot
I would give into you
How you gone put me through
Something we not
And I was up lifting
'm beautiful in my way dances
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way spin
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love
You ain't missing nothing holmes
I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes
On everything
My uncle did a decade,
Came home, hit the ground runnin'
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