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Data di rilascio: 21.07.2021
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
NO LABEL |
Tell them what I did |
You won’t tell them I looked out for you a couple times |
When you couldn’t pay your rent |
You gonna lie and say I didn’t |
(I didn’t) |
You ain’t gonna tell them I sent my steppers to step on your behalf |
When you was beefing with them niggas |
Had to lock in with myself |
I had to focus on my business |
I know you fucked my dawg |
But you still lied and said you didn’t |
God forgive, I don’t so don’t come ask me for forgiveness |
Watched my closest homies change it turned me into a menace |
We give out body bags, a lot of cash, I bought her a Prada bag |
Her face wasn’t all that but I still fucked cause she got a lot of ass |
My dawg can get anything he want from me |
He knows he ain’t gotta ask |
Gotta bitch from the hood and she street smart but she got a lot of class |
I took them letters out my name, they started saying I was switching up |
I then been down a couple times and you wasn’t there to come pick me up |
I got a call from the hood, word around town they was trying to come stick me up |
I got a call from my auntie, she said my cousin died I was sick as fuck |
You change up and I didn’t make you |
Just because I love you I won’t save you |
You’re my brother no Cain and Abel |
I’m the one that put food on the table |
I felt like I didn’t have a voice I started beefing with my label |
They didn’t care I was down and out, they didn’t give a fuck that I wasn’t |
stable |
They already knew I was hard but they was just hating |
They didn’t wanna give me my credit |
You turned your back you’re a fraud |
My homies was snakes |
I had to learn to accept it |
I put my hood on my back but that wasn’t enough for them |
Then my own cousin turned jealous |
I love my auntie to death, but if he ever try me I gotta send him to heaven |
Woah |
Ain’t been to church, I hit my knees and pray |
FN in my pants like fuck a nigga, my lawyer gonna beat the case |
I ain’t trying to ignore you, I’m not in the mood I just need some space |
My moma worried about me, she knew I was hurting last time she seen my face |
$ 50,000 for this Cuban, I’m trying to fuck who trying to link |
When the last time I used a rubber on a bitch, hold on I’m trying to think |
She keep a handing me Casamigos, I get in my feelings everytime I drink |
You can’t play me for a bitch, I know I’m a real nigga everytime I blink |
I can’t stress no bitch I’m not that one nigga from 'Black Ink' |
Anderson Street Almighty, I’m still the same nigga from the back street |
They didn’t know it was a track hawk, they know we did a hit out a black Jeep |
The same rap bitch that threw dirt on my name |
Sucked my dick in the backseat |
You nasty |