[Chorus] She don't really love me, no, but she gon' hold me down If I up this .40, it might spit 'bout 30 rounds Shooters move in silence, dead before shells hit the ground Homie off the needle, these 30s, they keep me down She don't really love me, no, but she gon' hold me down If I up this .40, it might spit 'bout 30 rounds Shooters move in silence, dead before shells hit the ground Homie off the needle, these 30s, they keep me down
[Verse] I just hope they prayin' for me lately, 'cause I need that He can't tell me nothin', bitch, I don't want hear no feedback I was off them xannies for three months until I relapsed I ain't sip no drank for 'bout a month, but now I be back Upon all my bullshit, still the one you know you love to hate Now that I been poppin', all my shows feelin' like holidays All this on my mind, all the time is gone, rest in peace, Erase Why the good die young, it don't make sense, it ain't gon' be the same Locked up me and band before some bullshit, but we beat the case 1000 handed down, like a OG, never said he name Even posted bond, that's a bond that no one could ever break Lawyer talkin' for me, tell the judge he can't even see my face
[Chorus] She don't really love me, no, but she gon' hold me down If I up this .40, it might spit 'bout 30 rounds Shooters move in silence, dead before shells hit the ground Homie off the needle, these 30s, they keep me down She don't really love me, no, but she gon' hold me down If I up this .40, it might spit 'bout 30 rounds Shooters move in silence, dead before shells hit the ground Homie off the needle, these 30s, they keep me downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
