Lyrics:
You could take a pain pill but the pain still real
I would wright a love song tell you how I really feel
I would take a bullet for you then, and I
fear me
I fight for justice, with fire in my veins
I'm a cowboy from the future, an adrenaline rush ooh-yeah
I'm breaking through the shadows, I'm
Pour out a little liquor live by
The gun die by the gun
My Moms had always said when I
Was young I wouldn't last long
She said I was too crazy
Only
war
Then I wake up yellin and my throats sore
'cause the fight's there, its a nightmare
If it come to me I'm in my snipe wear
If a bullet give my lung
ain't never been that tight
We got Glocks with extensions, nigga, you really think we tryna fight
40 bullets hit his back, now he really fightin' for his
Last Sunday I finally met the other side
Last Sunday my energy amplified
Last Sunday I lost my freaking mind
Freaking mind freaking mind
My bloody
damn now my sis ina dirt
They said that they down for the fight
I smile w the drip no flirt
Wan see brighter days ina morn for my ppl
Devalued our
for you.
Gurl no matter what
Bae you know I’m gone ride for you
I’m gon ride for you.
Yeah yeah
She’s my super woman. Yeah
She’s my super woman
Fight
Was on my last breath & then I spazzed yes
Hammer hammer timeee I make that p**** cryyy
Bae head hella fyeee it Must be Valentines
S*** wasn’t ovaaa
for hesitation
Took my phone off DND so I’ll be waiting
Yours truly, Ai3m$
Chorus:
Happy Valentine’s Day
Girl yuh have work but yuh here with
Locked and loaded in the street
She grabbed my 44
I grabbed the money in the sack
She kissed me for the last time
And we headed out the back
Every gun was
teacher, bullet in his head, ruler in his ass
With a toilet in front of him, throwin' up, pissed off
Prolly symbolic of this thought, sick tot
To my inner
Draggin' my blue canvas shoes cross the floor
Rose petals stuck to the soles
You were supposed to be all impressed by them
But it's only me that
And bangers with Jheri curls
We won't even count the girls
Cause they got my back
And I got theirs too
Fight for the streets
When I'm on Oprah or Donahue
It's my birthday once again
And all i wanna hear
Is that you've forgotten that i'm here
Just like you did last year
The years keep going by
And i
by the police
Still getting pulled over and asked by the police
'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to win
See the color of your skin get you put in
I'm spending valentines alone
Wrapped up in blankets in my home
Just gonna Netflix on my own
Please don't be blowing up my phone
Don't wanna see
Till my last breath come from my lifeless lungs
Some kill for the recipe
If it all burned down which one of us gon' run?
Which one from the place
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
One by one and two by two
I have ammo what about you
Grandma told
by and check-up,
Hey ya, how you doing
You have a problem that was last year, me I keep it moving
So I pull up in that new new, so these nigga get
I wrote this 90's song for you
Cause I just got one question baby
Do you have a valentine
Have you thought about being mine
Sugar sugar how'd you
over here trying to update my song
He said you better shut your trap and catch a bullet for that
Since the last time your rhyme was killed a whole lot
my apartment for saying this
I ain’t lying the lions are hiding and the mayans knew it
Before the conquistadors done blew it
Conquering by fear,
yo' advance to the toilet then flush it
My last stance be a stance of a general custard
I hot dog cause I can, I got the cheese and mustard
I got
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