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Iceberg want a bag Damn Chris, this nasty I just told bro put yo' head in, we gotta go all the way And if you need me for a thing, know I'ma call away I woke up moody, asked my shooter, "Who gon' fall today?" I put a bag on top of yo' head and make him fall away 'Cause that's my motherfuckin' mud brother, my blood brother And they ain't never had no love for us, no love for us We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us No, we ain't never had a thing That hustle all I know, that's why I lock in when I sing Money all over my phone, I'm still gon' lock in with them fiends Onе wrong turn until that day they Might get blocked in with thеm beams Ain't no safety on that .40, so I'm glocked in with my team Some of my niggas got a job and some of my niggas hustle still Momma worked three 9 to 5's, that's how you know that struggle real Bust her ass, she sheddin' tears, I don't see how we struggle still I can't do nothin' but pay you back and I ain't talkin' bills Know you hate the drugs, so I feel guilty when I pop the seal Don't wanna lose me, so I'll second guess before I pop this pill My bitch label me an addict 'cause a nigga poppin' still Don't wanna listen to your problems, baby, I ain't Dr. Phil I just told bro put yo' head in, we gotta go all the way And if you need me for a thing, know I'ma call away I woke up moody, asked my shooter, "Who gon' fall today?" I put a bag on top of yo' head and make him fall away 'Cause that's my motherfuckin' mud brother, my blood brother And they ain't never had no love for us, no love for us We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us I hit decline, these niggas call too much Know I'm the star, this shit on me, can't pass the ball too much Cut off my bitch 'cause she obsess over my flaws too much Next night I'm in another female, I got broads to fuck If she got friends and I got friends, ain't shit to call 'em up So much money I could maker her fuck around a fuck around I don't got no heart, I told the bitch don't bring the love around Too much money, she just want to fuck me 'cause the dubs around Only gave her one night she tryna fuck around and love me now Late night on feet runnin' from police in dirty Nike shoes Make friends with the plug then go and rob him, I don't like the dude See a nigga flex and we gon' swipe him like a swiper do Pay for that in trap money but my niggas can swipe it, too I just told bro put yo' head in, we gotta go all the way And if you need me for a thing, know I'ma call away I woke up moody, asked my shooter, "Who gon' fall today?" I put a bag on top of yo' head and make him fall away 'Cause that's my motherfuckin' mud brother, my blood brother And they ain't never had no love for us, no love for us We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us 'Cause that's my motherfuckin' mud brother, my blood brother And they ain't never had no love for us, no love for us We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
Writer(s): Dylan J. Berg, Kamron Ford, Christopher Edwards, Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson, Spencer Derring Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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