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Melodies
by Jay Bando
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Damn my granny gettin too old, she losing memory
No i can't put trust in a soul you ain't no friend of me
You sayin that you give it your all, can't feel your energy
And every year they kno we gon ball, it's just the chemistry
Truth be told they envy me
I see the hate up in they jealousy
Yo closest friend could be yo enemy
She love to hear my melodies
He say music is his therapy
And ain't nobody really there for me, no i don't think they hearing me
Yeah i stay true to myself
And this bitch thinking that i need her, put respect in yourself
I had to get up on my shit and takes some steps to propel
And everybody kno da kid because my name ringing bells
I smoke dis dope dey gas me up, yo girl she loving my smell
I kno i got a spot in heaven cause we living through hell
But oh well
Gettin closer to our time can't you tell
And i be spitting all these bars like i belong in a cell
Playing wit da gang boy you stupid
Fuck it nigga let's do it
You'd think my niggas hoopers by the way them boys be shootin
Take off like a rocket but i do not play for Houston
If he is a problem den bullets is the solution
All my niggas getting to it
Thumbin thru dem blue strips
Pop out in designer had to pop out wit some new drip
His bitch on my body, i might make his girl my new bitch
FNB that be my family, they ain't doing what we doing
Only speaking money fluent
Pain all in my music
They say i ain't gon make it you dummy nigga you stupid
That boy is a fronter he be kappin on his movements
Choppa sparking like a lighter, these bullets don't need no fluid
I know that my people need me
And we winning back to back just like a Three peat
Kno some niggas that would love to see me deceased
But they don't practice what they preach
Money motivated nigga, talking cash than we could speak
Damn my granny gettin too old, she losing memory
No i can't put trust in a soul you ain't no friend of me
You sayin that you give it your all, can't feel your energy
And every year they kno we gon ball, it's just the chemistry
Truth be told they envy me
I see the hate up in they jealousy
Yo closest friend could be yo enemy
She love to hear my melodies
He say music is his therapy
And ain't nobody really there for me, no i don't think they hearing me
Damn my granny gettin too old, she losing memory
No i can't put trust in a soul you ain't no friend of me
You sayin that you give it your all, can't feel your energy
And every year they kno we gon ball, it's just the chemistry
Truth be told they envy me
I see the hate up in they jealousy
Yo closest friend could be yo enemy
She love to hear my melodies
He say music is his therapy
And ain't nobody really there for me, no i don't think they hearing me
Yeah i stay true to myself
And this bitch thinking that i need her, put respect in yourself
I had to get up on my shit and takes some steps to propel
And everybody kno da kid because my name ringing bells
I smoke dis dope dey gas me up, yo girl she loving my smell
I kno i got a spot in heaven cause we living through hell
But oh well
Gettin closer to our time can't you tell
And i be spitting all these bars like i belong in a cell
Playing wit da gang boy you stupid
Fuck it nigga let's do it
You'd think my niggas hoopers by the way them boys be shootin
Take off like a rocket but i do not play for Houston
If he is a problem den bullets is the solution
All my niggas getting to it
Thumbin thru dem blue strips
Pop out in designer had to pop out wit some new drip
His bitch on my body, i might make his girl my new bitch
FNB that be my family, they ain't doing what we doing
Only speaking money fluent
Pain all in my music
They say i ain't gon make it you dummy nigga you stupid
That boy is a fronter he be kappin on his movements
Choppa sparking like a lighter, these bullets don't need no fluid
I know that my people need me
And we winning back to back just like a Three peat
Kno some niggas that would love to see me deceased
But they don't practice what they preach
Money motivated nigga, talking cash than we could speak
Damn my granny gettin too old, she losing memory
No i can't put trust in a soul you ain't no friend of me
You sayin that you give it your all, can't feel your energy
And every year they kno we gon ball, it's just the chemistry
Truth be told they envy me
I see the hate up in they jealousy
Yo closest friend could be yo enemy
She love to hear my melodies
He say music is his therapy
And ain't nobody really there for me, no i don't think they hearing me
