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lou deezi
lou deezi
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lou deezi
lou deezi
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Louis St mary
Louis St mary
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NEVADABEATS
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가사

I ain't really been here since she been gone, you feel me?
I lost myself, but I lost her
We gon' keep it lit, bruh
My heart gone, cause now it's been a couple seasons since I lost my only love
I've been trippin', reminiscing, I can't manage without drugs
Hella different **** tryna up and kill the thug after I took my queen
And the **** that she fucked, most of them in love
Cause keep it real, bitch, I ain't hidin'
They slidin' and they slidin', like Yana right beside me
This is not no story, this my sorrow that I'm writin'
How the fuck I fall in love, to the point that it was blindin'?
**** that remind me, I ain't even leave no trace
Body gone, blood bleeds, they call it a cold case
I've been facin' trauma from pictures I can't erase
I'll never forget the feelin', the feelin' or cold face
But let me change the subject, it's been hard to move in public
Last week I was in Winko, seen that one **** cousin
Bruh wasn't up to nothin', but still I started clutchin'
There's somethin' that keeps on tellin' me, up the beam and start bustin'
My heart is stopped and start rushin', like who just told me rushin'?
I look around, but no one's around me, my heart is pumpin'
He sounded like a mumble, but it was loud and clear
Go ahead and push that button
And that ****'s outta here
He deserve repercussions, I'm takin' away those years
But he ain't even do it
Blood, you're tellin' me you scared
They share the same blood, I know you wanna see him bleed
I'm gettin' tempted
Now fuck that, I gotta leave
I'm wondering why there's voices from someone I can't see
I'm having a full conversation from someone I can't reach
How come you can't believe it?
It's the voice of your demon
He walking out the stuff, so we gon' catch bro when he leave
I listen for some reason
I'm walking to the lawn
I'm finna sit and wait to see his face and at the pole
I'll probably stick him up and strip that **** for his gold
Fuck that, you got strapped, you better take that ****'s soul
Fuck it, blood, here we go
I guess he getting marked
I'm staring at the mirror that show the rear end of the court
Soon as I see LeBron, I'ma pop the dough and it spark
Look, he coming out now, gon' park the fuck **** court
I feel it drop in my heart
This shit ain't feeling right
But still I pop the dough and squint my eye between the sights
Finna take another life
But I wonder where my wife is at
Why is you crying like a bitch just take his life away?
So right away, I drop my mask and continue to stab
I'm lurking low, I lift the pole, and I aim for his chest
Soon as I'm about to squeeze that trigger, I start hearing steps
I quickly look behind me
Bad timing It's my bitch's ex
What I'ma do, he got a Glock, and the same for my face
There's anger in his face, because my bitch was the bitch he was chasing
That ****'s shaking
I can tell there's no lies that he's taking
Blood hurry up, just pop y'all popping, don't stop till he face it
I will always love you, I will always love you, I will always love you. I will always love you
I will always love you, I will always love you, I will always love you. I will always love you
Written by: lou deezi
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