歌詞
Ey, ey
Ecstasy killin' me, feelin it's given me
Make me feel better
Ohh, ohh
I know some lil' **** since a shorty
Now they walking 'round toting 40's
I can't let 'em see my mama mourning
I can't wait 'til **** hear my story
I'm a real **** (I'm a real ****)
Just 'cause you carry that iron don't make you a real ****
Be for real ****, I just gotta keep my head up
Ecstasy killin' me, feelin it's given me
Make me feel better
Since I got my bread up
My own **** been tryna get rid of me, know I'm forever
Since I been runnin up digits these **** gone act like they know me, ey
I just be ridin in rentals we tinted, I gotta be lowkey
'Cause I got a habit of clutching and grippin whenever a **** approach me
How you say you my mans?
Then go give my name to the police?
Why these **** gotta play a role witcha?
And these bitches be gold diggers
I got angels watchin' on my soul ****
Swear to God I ain't fearing no ****
Pray to God I don't gotta poke ****, homicide
They think it's joke ****
I be quiet, act like I don't know ****
If I die it won't be a broke ****
'Cause I got some **** that only can call from a jail phone
You don't know that feelin' you see that missed call on ya cell phone
And I'm with my brothers, I stick with my **** like velcro
I'ma switch up on 'em? Hell no
Shit ain't the same and I don't think they feel my pain yet
Bet if I pop me a perky I bet it's gone make me feel painless
Bet if I run up a milli, bet all my **** on the same shit (on the same shit)
Don't think we the same, we just be fuckin' the same bitch
Fuck a opp shit, we don't hesitate to pop shit
They slidin' with chopsticks, police can't stop shit
30 hangin' like a mop stick, put him on the block list
I'm on some back on the block shit
And **** be watchin'
Don't gotta cock it put 'em higher than a cockpit
'Cause I know some lil' **** since a shorty
Now they walking 'round toting 40's
I can't let 'em see my mama mourning
I can't wait 'til **** hear my story
I'm a real **** (I'm a real ****)
Just 'cause you carry that iron don't make you a real ****
Be for real ****, I just gotta keep my head up
Ecstasy killin' me, feelin it's given me
Make me feel better
Since I got my bread up
My own **** been tryna get rid of me, know I'm forever
Since I been runnin up digits these **** gone act like they know me, ey
I be ridin' in rentals we tinted, I gotta be lowkey
Clutching and grippin whenever a **** approach me
How you go give my name to the police?
Fuck a opp shit, we don't hesitate to pop shit
Slidin' with chopsticks, police can't stop shit
30 hangin' like a mop stick
Put him on the block list, I'm on some back on the block shit
Lil' **** since a shorty
Now they walking round toting 40's
Written by: SNF.JT
