Lyrics

It's like I'm runnin' myself crazy, huh We gon' keep gunnin' every time the Ks come out We ain't gon' speak nothing the fuckers didn't say about I'm going to nut, and I won't take it out Ooh-ooh Keke I met her in Miami, think it's somewhere in they old block Can't believe me When I say you my family, Miss, I don't know about you I'm greedy You mine instead and I ain't even gon' go without you I'm bleeding But they gon' let you Reese, see they want to see the ghost come out you I threw my feelings in the drink, hmm We gon' keep killin' by the pain Gun smoke in the air, I swear I feel it when it rain If we gon keep it clear, it ain't fair when niggas can't slang Pop the top, loose the brain The way that nigga be living, you think I'm insane He got shot soon as he came My nigga'll ride and then he died, I feel ashamed Misfire that chopper, I let it bang My house can take it, I know the pavement ain't feel a thing Bought her Glock like fuck a ring 'Cause she might have to slang it and aim it all at your brain Nigga, I've been swithing lanes For less, I pop them Percocets and I'on't feel the same Nigga, I done brought so much different flames 'Cause I'd rather be alive than my niggas putting on my name It's like I'm runnin' myself crazy, huh We gon' keep gunnin' every time the Ks come out We ain't gon' speak nothing the fuckers didn't say about I'm going to nut, and I won't take it out Ooh, hey Keke I met her in Miami, think it's somewhere in they old block Can't believe me When I say you my family, even if I don't know about you I'm greedy You mine instead and I ain't even gon' go without you I'm bleeding But they gon' let you Reese, see they want to see the ghost come out you I ain't know you was feeling pain I ain't know you was feeling- I ain't know you was feeling pain I ain't know you was feeling pain
Writer(s): Andrew Green, Willie Maxwell, Artist Dubose, Daniel Hernandez, Walter Spearman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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