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Finally Back (feat. Philly Heat)
by caydenhall!
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No trust, now I sleep with my pole
Put me in that room bet I wouldn't fold
I could name a couple guys who told
Tryna grind so I be rich and old
If you love me, baby let me know
Got the FN, it isn't for show
Bullets is hitting his body real slow
He tried to run, but it's nowhere to go
Free all my bros stuck up in the hole
She wanna fuck cause she like how I roll
Word-a-bro I'll never sell my soul
I be talking to god and he hear it I hope
I remember seeing bricks of dope
It was cold in the trap windows broke
No blanket I slept with my coat
No trust now I sleep with my pole
Put me in that room bet I wouldn't fold
I could name a couple guys who told
Tryna grind so I be rich and old
If you got the za, I get it sold
She my heart and she like how I rap
Said she a baddie, she throwing it back
All of the opps started running track,
Spinning on they strip we gone leave them flat
If you can't hold the knock, I can't cuff that
Said you fuck with my opps, can't trust that
Tryna get to the breesh and get up fast
Word-a-bro I be counting dumb cash
And I know they mad I'm back
I can't love on no thot that's a fact
Make her buy me 11s, that's word to the 7
and she won't get her money back
Stay with a stone, Bando let it clap
Free all the members, we gone get 'em back
Spin on they block, aiming for his hat
Juju that's my heart, turn a bowl to cash
And they know me and Ling getting money
Catch a opp we gone do him like Sonny
Think I'm a rapper, he think that it's funny
Heard he got lined by a bitch, he a dummy
Putting pain in every song cause when I was young
it was hard to get food in my tummy
I swear we be spinning for fun,
I pull out my Glockesha and left his nose runny
Like they ain't care when I was broke
I don't give a fuck if they care now
Used to fiend for a band, but I'm there now
Go in public with Bape's, and they stare now
I say fuck 'em
Word-a-bro, I could never trust 'em
All them tooties, I can not cuff 'em
It's a movie, we finna dust 'em, like
If you love me, baby let me know
I got the FN, it isn't for show
Bullets is hitting his body real slow
Like he tried to run, but it's nowhere to go
Free all my bros stuck up in the hole
She wanna fuck cause she like how I roll
And word-a-bro I'll never sell my soul
I be talking to god and he hear it I hope
Like I remember seeing bricks of dope
It was cold in the trap windows broke
I had no blanket I slept with my coat
Got no trust now I sleep with my pole
Put me in that room bet I wouldn't fold
Like I could name a couple guys who told
Tryna grind so I be rich and old
If you got the za, I could get it sold
No trust, now I sleep with my pole
Put me in that room bet I wouldn't fold
I could name a couple guys who told
Tryna grind so I be rich and old
If you love me, baby let me know
Got the FN, it isn't for show
Bullets is hitting his body real slow
He tried to run, but it's nowhere to go
Free all my bros stuck up in the hole
She wanna fuck cause she like how I roll
Word-a-bro I'll never sell my soul
I be talking to god and he hear it I hope
I remember seeing bricks of dope
It was cold in the trap windows broke
No blanket I slept with my coat
No trust now I sleep with my pole
Put me in that room bet I wouldn't fold
I could name a couple guys who told
Tryna grind so I be rich and old
If you got the za, I get it sold
She my heart and she like how I rap
Said she a baddie, she throwing it back
All of the opps started running track,
Spinning on they strip we gone leave them flat
If you can't hold the knock, I can't cuff that
Said you fuck with my opps, can't trust that
Tryna get to the breesh and get up fast
Word-a-bro I be counting dumb cash
And I know they mad I'm back
I can't love on no thot that's a fact
Make her buy me 11s, that's word to the 7
and she won't get her money back
Stay with a stone, Bando let it clap
Free all the members, we gone get 'em back
Spin on they block, aiming for his hat
Juju that's my heart, turn a bowl to cash
And they know me and Ling getting money
Catch a opp we gone do him like Sonny
Think I'm a rapper, he think that it's funny
Heard he got lined by a bitch, he a dummy
Putting pain in every song cause when I was young
it was hard to get food in my tummy
I swear we be spinning for fun,
I pull out my Glockesha and left his nose runny
Like they ain't care when I was broke
I don't give a fuck if they care now
Used to fiend for a band, but I'm there now
Go in public with Bape's, and they stare now
I say fuck 'em
Word-a-bro, I could never trust 'em
All them tooties, I can not cuff 'em
It's a movie, we finna dust 'em, like
If you love me, baby let me know
I got the FN, it isn't for show
Bullets is hitting his body real slow
Like he tried to run, but it's nowhere to go
Free all my bros stuck up in the hole
She wanna fuck cause she like how I roll
And word-a-bro I'll never sell my soul
I be talking to god and he hear it I hope
Like I remember seeing bricks of dope
It was cold in the trap windows broke
I had no blanket I slept with my coat
Got no trust now I sleep with my pole
Put me in that room bet I wouldn't fold
Like I could name a couple guys who told
Tryna grind so I be rich and old
If you got the za, I could get it sold
