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I've been running out of love, I ain't been alarmed Didn't worry about my feelings when they do me harm I've been dealing with the pain instead of movin' on Had to trust myself, I was never wrong About the shit a nigga doing and the shit he on Had to go out there and get it if I really wanted it With a little bit of help, had to stay conscious I don't got nobody else, no responses Dealing with this shit, gotta be cautious 'Cause I know that they be always be watching On the road, a revolver, he got I remembering running home from a few blocks That was when I locked the door, heard a few shots Threw my body to the floor, then the dude stopped Made my way to the room with the shoebox I was done with my with hands on a new Glock Didn't know why, just started popping I was running all out of options I don't wanna see myself in a coffin I don't wanna see myself in a coffin (yeah, whoa) Didn't know why, just started popping I was running all out of options (yeah, whoa) I don't wanna see myself in the coffin I don't wanna see myself in the coffin Think I really gotta dip out All you niggas got me pissed off (yeah, yeah) Nigga finna pull the stick out Tell these niggas all to get lost (yeah) Nigga feeling like shit, now I ain't never took a big loss (yeah, yeah) Life's a movie, life's a trip now Got me feeling like the big boss (yeah, yeah) Big, big, big, balling Big, big, big, balling (yeah) Big, big, big, balling Big, big, big, balling Fucking that bih, nigga you know I'm wilding Fucking that bih, man you know I got it Fucking that bih, shawty a little thotty Let me touch all up on your body, Body Smoking on that pressure Yeah, yeah, yeah Smoking on that pressure Took a bitch on a date Now she feeling special Smoke a wood to the face, we gonna have a session Now I got her blown away Now she feeling special (huh) Now she feeling special, yeah Now she feeling special Now I got her blown away Now she feeling special (huh) Now she feeling special, yeah Now she feeling special I've been running out of love, I ain't been alarmed Didn't worry about my feelings when they do me harm I've been dealing with the pain instead of movin' on Had to trust myself, I was never wrong About the shit a nigga doing and the shit he on Had to go out there and get it if I really wanted it With a little bit of help, had to stay conscious I don't got nobody else, no responses Dealing with this shit, gotta be cautious (Ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh) (Balling) (Big, big, balling)
Writer(s): Jay Rivera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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