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Damn, my bad I pop these Percs when you 'cause headaches Depression runnin' through my blood, shit got high-state Picked up this cup ain't have no plan, I'll go to war behind my mans We substituting handguns for all these Dracs Fuck her baby daddy, I take care of his child Bae, I ain't seen you in a while My Mama told me she don't want no bread, she'd rather see me smile 30 thousand in Ohio, 35 to be exact Two-story crib that me and Yayo just went and grabbed, pool in the back Two-inch five-eightys on the way, plus a bulletproof Maybach I had went and bought a SUV, Janelle just told 'em a new 'lac You can't fix paper when it's torn, if I don't wake up in the morning, I told my dawg, "Celebrate don't mourn" Over my deady body Over my deady body, ugh Over my deady body Over my deady body Ugh, yeah Red socks, blood drippin', puddle from yo' ball-cap All these racks, somewhere out of state I'm where the mall at Who this is? Don't you call back "Baby, ain't the hottest in the city", I can't recall that They switched up on me, like why? Switched up on Yay', like why? Switched up on Quai, like why? 'Cause we the chosen ones So much O in here, I'm fried Hit the weed one time, I'm high Until it's blood comin' out my eyes 'Til I can't open 'em I lost people that I love I miss people I can't hug Take advantage of real love On my hands, really felt blood Some niggas I got dead I seen him take one to his head I seen a street nigga point testify tryna avoid the feds Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, why Oh oh oh yeah I pop these Percs when you 'cause headaches Depression runnin' through my blood, shit got high-state Picked up this cup ain't have no plan, I'll go to war behind my mans We substituting handguns for all these Dracs Fuck her baby daddy, I take care of his child Bae, I ain't seen you in a while My Mama told me she don't want no bread, she'd rather see me smile 30 thousand in Ohio, 35 to be exact Two-story crib that me and Yayo just went and grabbed, pool in the back Two-inch five-eightys on the way, plus a bulletproof Maybach I had went and bought a SUV, Janelle just told 'em a new 'lac You can't fix paper when it's torn, if I don't wake up in the morning, I told my dawg, "Celebrate don't mourn" Back then I used to feel alone That's when my daddy just got home My mama was trippin' all night long That's when my sister lost her soul Okay, she almost did atleast Went to sleep, woke up a beast See murder victims while I sleep Seen Jay ain't heal after the heat Swing batter, batter Swing batter, batter Swing batter up Swing in hell in my dreams Tellin' God, "Please, I've had enough" Swing batter, batter Swing batter, batter Swing batter up Swing batter, batter Swing batter, batter Swing batter up Ugh, She said, "Baby don't leave, stay" I said, "I'mma try, okay" What you mean I'm at the club? I'm at Sugarhill with Quai Who, that's Yay' I'm in the studio all day Pingy got off house arrest He said he on the way with Jay Ugh, it's hard to heal from this broken heart Ugh, I got stitches on my body from these love scars Ugh, i got stitches on my body from these love scars Ugh, it's hard to heal with this broken heart
Writer(s): Ryan Joseph Youngblood, Braden Andrew Sherouse, Vyizigiro Jeanmarie, Jesus Martinez Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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