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All my actions don't make me, take a wrong direction Aight, do I gotta say that? Look (Great John on the beat, by the way) Look, huh All my actions don't make me, take a wrong direction (yeah) I pray to God to do shit right but still make left decisions (yeah) They do shit for the internet, they do it for a mention (yeah) I bless my brothers, we get knocked But we won't speak or mention shit, huh I'll be there, no you not alone Know we trappin' out of them vacancies Even though I had a home, huh I'm one phone call a way, huh Just took my dawgs away, but One call's all it takes to, to get you gone today, look Many stoves, plenty digits, huh We been runnin' through them tunnels like it's Tubman with us Used to book me every chance they get, but bitch, I never read it Always went to school, coulda been a scholar But I chose to be a gangster and I don't regret it Tell 'em I ain't done yet (I ain't done yet) Disrespect and you still livin', I ain't done yet (I ain't done yet) I bet he'll be misse But I don't be missin' when I draw my gun, yeah If they catch me first, yeah Take the L and then my niggas gon' send somethin', yeah They ain't think I woulda made it far With all this pain in my life, huh They don't wanna see us winnin' Nigga, but of course we do, right? Huh That gun on me, still flex on 'em, huh Please do not test over here 'Cause it ain't no regrets over here, look All my actions don't make me, take a wrong direction I pray to God to do shit right but still make left decisions They do shit for the internet, they do it for a mention I bless my brothers, we get knocked But we won't speak or mention shit, huh I'll be there, no you not alone Know we trappin' out of them vacancies Even though I had a home, huh I'm one phone call a way, huh Just took my dawgs away, but One call's all it takes to, to get you gone today, look Gun on my waist, huh I bet I shoot up the place, huh Or maybe I won't, huh Bad little bitty, Casamigos and then I'm all in her kidney, huh-huh I used to dream about this, I had to be patient, huh Love don't live here, baby girl, that space is vacant, huh-huh Never die, I put the pole where your melon at I could wear hats, still won't never cap Still on the block where them fellas at, uh-uh, uh-uh Lawyer still beatin' the case, huh They tryna send me away, huh Guess I'll be doin' the race (guess I'll be doin' the race) Trappin' out of them vacancies even though I had a home, huh I'm one phone call a way Just took my dawgs away, but One call's all it takes to, to get you gone today, look
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Michael Kyle Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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