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Millyz
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Myles Lockwood
Songwriter
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Rey
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SaveYourTears
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Tekst Utworu
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
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