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Lingua della canzone: Inglese
Mark My Words |
| J got the plug |
| Man |
| They just came and snatched my nigga, damn |
| They just clapped my nigga up |
| Had to patch my nigga up |
| Rat bitch tryna trap my nigga up |
| What you gon' go wrap your nigga for? |
| Then try to dap that nigga up |
| Man, this can’t be love |
| I guess loyalty ain’t enough |
| How you just gon' change up on a nigga? |
| Locked up, why you hang up on your nigga? |
| You couldn’t even pick up for your dawg |
| And I know you seen him call |
| Why you go and switch up on your dawg? |
| Are you just gon' give up on me, dawg? Yeah |
| All I ever wanted was to see you win |
| Free Hitman, you would think we was twins |
| Real Rez, I’ma see you again, yeah |
| Might just speed in a Benz for you |
| Yeah, holdin' back tears |
| Jeff, it’s been so many years, man |
| Gone so many years, ayy |
| That’s why I gotta keep it on me |
| Bro, they creeping on me |
| I know you sleeping on me |
| But mark my words |
| Mark my words, yeah |
| Yeah, mark my words |
| Hoo, I wasn’t born with money but my son was |
| Still blowin' money from that one run |
| Ooh, I jumped off the porch like my tour is done |
| Nigga, you gon' make me cock the ratchet like Pornhub |
| BeBe Kidd, if it’s smoke, say that then |
| It ain’t shit to catch a body, then go out the way again |
| Got a ladder on the pole like a cableman |
| All these punches, all these slides, call me Megaman |
| 'Member when you first pulled up in your Mercedes Benz |
| Taught you how to do fraud, you was my baby then |
| Gettin' fast cake like patty cake, baker’s man |
| Lost my dawg, shit’ll never be the same again |
| Holding back tears, loading up the F&N |
| From that day forth, kept it on me ever since |
| Just hit an opp bitch, split her like a cherry blend |
| All she wanted was a one-seven, Jeremy Lin |
| For a spot, niggas change up like parking meters |
| Bro been told me you a bitch and now I’m starting to see it |
| Moving sloppy, niggas get caught, tell on all they people |
| I hope all rats burn like Arthur teacher |
| Even though niggas my sons, gotta charge for features |
| Lil Nell cup full of medicine, look like he caught a fever |
| Devil on my shoulder, I can’t get him off for shit |
| No matter what I do, just can’t get her off my dick |
| For real, hmm |
| I ain’t goin' on no dates, I cut into 'em off the rip |
| If the neck weak, you through, I gotta scratch you off the list |
| Set the play for my dawg, he gon' catch her off the pick |
| Was gon' take her off the bench, now she just another bitch |