Testi
All dis pain inside got me feeln low exotic drugs
Got me movin slow traumatized I gts
Clutching my pole have a hard time showing feelings
But please don't go to see my dawg
Dead and gone I swea it hurt my soul I swea every
Since you left everything been on hold Outside
I seem fine but inside I'm broke run inside ya
Shii if speak up on da bros
I feel like da sum don't shine
I feel like the sun don't shine every since you left my side
I feel like the sun don't shine
I seen a nigga kreep his dawg got me
Thinkn a little harder bout mine like who gon ride
And burn it down for me wen it become dat time
Keep stuffn dosia in my wood
Until my eyes low been in Dat cell so much
I got use ta bein alone if I say
I love ya I'm Steppa bout ya right or wrong
Every time I give out love
I get back heartbreaks I get back heartaches he play
I upe the murder rate all my niggas toughtn ks
Noface in the kut with the drake give Quan dat fi
He'll eat yhu face im ridn in hot wheels
So when krakas get behind me ima do the race
I mix perks up in my drink
I jus like the way it taste remember locked up in That cell label
As a inmate I know sum niggas doin doin a dime
But ain't say a thing realest niggas ever
Writer(s): Michael Rayam
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com