Letra

Forgive but won't forget, I ain't livin' with no regrets They killed Brandon on his porch and he just made it up the steps I feel like Kiss, just passed the torch and gotta lot of y'all upset But you gon' keep it in them comments Cuz shit get different in the flesh They tryna curse me but I'm blessed Some of 'em act like I ain't earn it Started thinking shit was sweet, I left a lot of hoes deserted Life's a bitch, we always flirted, when I hit she made it worth it You bought chains when you was no one, me, I waited until I earned it Fresh like Virgil and I'm vigilant, they spoke on me with ill intent Smoked ya homie, you ain't spin about it Damn, where all ya killas went Blanco splashin' bitch I keep it on, know I get my demon But I been tryna change my youngins so sometimes I get my preaching on I got some bitches I been leading on Some drink that I been leaning on Some pills that I been fiending on I drink this bottle until the grieving gone They can't get noticed when I'm out here So it's obvious they need me gone So many suckas tryna off me ain't no wonder why I keep it on Suicide the doors on this coop how I'm livin' Don't get your head knocked off in traffic Lord, forgive me for sinnin' I hope you see my intentions I'm with the goblins and gremlins I'm with the mob and I'm winnin' Heart broke a lot of my women My bros a lot of them bidding Ohhhh, ohhhh Filling up my cup until it numbs me And I just keep on pouring up, up, up, up Why my innocence keep running from me Unapproachable in my own zone High up out the ozone Where the youngins learn to tote tones You really shouldn't throw stones Livin' in a glass house I'm still with all the crash outs Tryna steer em on the right path Them suckas is who we laugh bout Hit the road an turnt my city up The darkness made it lit for us Local rappers throw subliminals Y'all really be suckin' dick too much This pill gave me a lift me up Was broke I had to fix me up Billboard chartin' on my own and now I'm bout to lift GNipsey up Jiggz and Dotta that's my potnas in a few we all gon eat from rap My body where I keep it at for anyone disagree with that Some people jack this and some don't But it don't matter I just keep speaking facts Take one of my bros I'm spinnin' till we get the reaper back They say that you can't run from death And them walk-ups be way too hazardous Bitch I got a bag for this, from nothing now we havin' shit They say that you can't run from death And them walk-ups be way too hazardous Bitch I got a bag for this, from nothing now we havin' shit Suicide the doors on this coop how I'm livin' Don't get your head knocked off in traffic Lord, forgive me for sinnin' I hope you see my intentions I'm with the goblins and gremlins I'm with the mob and I'm winnin' Heart broke a lot of my women My bros a lot of them bidding Ohhhh, ohhhh Filling up my cup until it numbs me And I just keep on pouring up, up, up, up Why my innocence keep running from me
Writer(s): Myles Lockwood, Ilya Trusov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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