Lyrics

(Yeah) and I know, most these girls just after Bankrolls Tell me what you want with my soul Did that dirt that's all on my lone Talk about it now we both grown I might drink a lil might smoke I got good at writing my wrongs Still ain't get to write my wrongs (Yeah) Back when we was dippin' yeah we slide You ain't wanna let me inside Uoung and you was scared for the ride Hit me back like told me trust time I can't baby I got big plans Talks about my life won't understand Fucked up I can't be your man (At all) fell in love it wasn't in the plan Never thought at all that we would fall out aye I'm tryna ball out crazy All my niggas on it going outrageous Hella faded cover magazine pages you should call me I be tweaking conversation None relate Fuck and hang where it's shady Thought you'd wait Thought again yeah I was crazy Roll it up Light it now Then I face it Dwelling on All this crazy information (Yeah) and I know Most these girls just after Bankrolls Tell me what you want with my soul Did that dirt that's all on my lone Talk about it now we both grown I might drink a lil might smoke I got good at writing my wrongs Still ain't get to write my wrongs
Writer(s): Malik Sanders Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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