Lyrics:
was sleep deprived
While y'all was coolin
It cant be worth it less your heart into it, till embalmed in fluid
I done came too far to be defeated
Came
Have we lost a vibe
It was all love when you in that Louie Drip Drip
It was all good when you in that Gucci Drip Drip
Gyal you switched it up that kinda
street
She was one of those untouchables
Every guy just afraid to ask
Every eye can't stop gazing
She walk past
She was standin close to me
I froze up
Oh my gosh, is that Iqnn?
Rap on PlugNB it's too easy
I was here before niggas came up
And now they trying to be me, haven't done this in a minute
the cemetery
And they'll say…
Good to see you
We welcome you home, boy
It was good to see you
We welcome you home, boy
Home, Boy
Home, Boy
Well I can hear
I remember I was locked up
Tryna play with my creation
It got so bad I need a doctor
No No
Tryna find my way out
Tryna lift my hands up
And then you
Baby tell me this is what you wanna do
Maybe you can come and spend a night or two
Seeing through the shit that I was falling through
Now I'm up
Why would you do it again?
Why would you lie right to me?
You said I was everything you need
On the phone crying right to me
Baby you getting me
My heart never knew why for the longest time
I gave it all, I gave it all to you
But you left me behind
Why'd you have to go
I was hoping we could
to say
Congratulations all of that time wasted
Trynna make you mine girl
My sorrows are your glee
You're just a ghost from a love that once was sacred
I'm done with your lies, thought that shit was like ride or die
The whole time this was all cap
I don't wanna listen to all that
My mind was at the last
Back on a roll
Back on the go
I was high off the low
Hoping that nobody knows
Figure I'm need of a clone
To shoulder the load
My heart has grown
I had to beat the odds
Cause I'm better on my own
Said that you was down
But you plotting all along
How I'm finna make it out
If niggas trying take
a extendo true story
I was only child aint have no big bro true story
Since a child i knew i was gonna be big bro
And you know i do this shit for my dead
my way
You think you're slick don't you
You bending but my shit don't
It don't break
One day I was driving
I was planning to hit your line
Then I was
all em days, that we was young and living free
Time flew by so fast and that shit hurt me lowkey
I wish y'all was here but y'all want me to become
Thirty Nine Eleven
Wrote to Santa for my presents
Had them cookies out by 7
Hit da church to hear the reverend go
Ms. Brown was singing hymns
And she
I was rolling with my homies in a mansion
Double down and all that money start expanding
Lamborghini double door, I'm Gucci with the fashion
I'm
you won't leave
I fall in love then I start to panic
I can't control the cards I was handed
I can't fall in love cause I have been damaged
Not my fault
Diese Parkbank ist leer
Vermiss' uns so sehr
Ich laufe auf Eis
Der Sommer vorbei
Mir ist bitterkalt
Du lässt mich wieder fallen
Sag mir, was
Nacke-Die, Nacke-Du, Nacke-Dei-Dei-Dei
Nacke-Dei-Dei-Dei, ja wir sind so frei
Nacke-Die, Nacke-Du, Nacke-Dei-Dei-Dei
Ja wir sind so frei, was ist denn schon
I been shopping on my way home,
And there was a lot to see.
Endless opporrtunities on my screen,
Reflectited my inability to make a choice.
wild
Faith just like a child
When I'm in the crowd I praise God and do it loud
Head was in the clouds
Then he brought me down
Lost then I was found
temptation calls
And all reason is lost
Love's allure, feels so secure
But soon becomes star-crossed
What we had was a November nova
Shining brightly for
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