Lyrics

Pour this pint over my feelings That's that dirty love If you love me and you mean it, why'd you cut me off? Risk my freedom for a time-piece tryna find the time we lost It cost a lot to be a boss I'm tryna pay it all No point saying I'm sorry Used to hate when Hoyoo called saying she worries If you got me, then I got you the same way that you got me In God We Trust, still need a glizzy and a dirty glove If you locked these doors you still couldn't contain me They froze the time on my niggas I'm praying that they don't take me I get so much love, I don't mind if you hate me This spinner older than me it comes from the '80s, that's why... This revolver be solving all of our problems Keep it constant for the nonsense, ain't got options Paramedic helicopters, you gon' need more than a doctor If they did me dirty, then it's gonna cost them I need a gun this Lamborghini, my family really needs me This lean made this rapping easy for me I can't wait 'til the day is over My niggas are never sober They'll pull you and do you over for free Stay with me You tried to love me and leave me But some how you kept the pain with me Rolls Royce umbrellas if it rains on me Don't change, won't change, stay the same with me Stay the same All these trials and tribulations gave me game That's why I'll always choose this money over fame Everything I overcame... You think I'd lose it all just for a lame? Catch a charge, to go to jail and start again? That's no way I got charges I'm praying that they all go away All my niggas done the dash soon as the law came Remember making a rack and splitting it four ways Stacked that paper persevered and now we all paid You don't make it where I'm from, I know they mad I made it Every time I spit it's no cap like we graduated Ain't got 300 niggas, but we all Gladiators And all the beef is coming marinated The block's full of fakes, snakes, hoes It's so contaminated Only time these niggas squeezing is when they're masturbating Fuck your allegations Shoes made out of alligators You can't sign me, I'm too activated I guess you don't know what you have until it's gone I was broke and I was weak, but now I'm strong Hoyoo on the phone, telling me come home But I'm on this paper route and I know where I'm going Stay with me You tried to love me and leave me But some how you kept the pain with me Rolls Royce umbrellas let it rain on me Don't change, won't change, stay the same with me Stay the same You told me get my mind right, like I haven't done before I'm a Muslim, but still grindin' for some Christian Dior I'm just tryna die rich 'cause I'm tired of living poor You can take my life, but you can never take my soul The streets are unforgettable I couldn't do this shit alone Mmh, gunshot Our Hoyoos really think we haven't hurt nobody Gotta keep a glizz, don't wanna hurt nobody My niggas with the shits, they're gonna murk somebody I know my Lord forgives and I'm so, so sorry
Writer(s): Jeremy P. Felton, Martin Daniel Mckinney, Khalif Malik Ibn Shaman Brown, Abel Tesfaye, Christopher Phyomm Washington, Jagvir Aujla, Carlo Montagnese, Marcel Rainer Millar Blanchaer, Karim Kharbouch, Mcculloch Reid Sutphin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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