Might just do it again Say I'm fake but I'm not that fake like my friend He throwing shade so I bring a cane then I spring again Put the pain on me You always fake on me Suicide sixteen Why you lie on me Why'd you die for me Would you cry for me Would you lie for me Do you have time for me Got along but now Then I let it out We'll run to his block then we go pounce And I feel like waste I'm a king without my crown Pull the tough talk out I'm a nice guy now Pull the Glock right off me Put the knife right down N****s wanna have fights so let's talk it out Don't wanna hands out Don't want your clout And everyone's fakе and I know that now Everyone's fake and I know that now (got along but now) (thеn I let it out) (we'll run to his block then we go pounce) (and I feel like waste) (I'm a king without my crown) (pull the tough talk out) (I'm a nice guy now)
You're Adamus And the way you treat your friends is so heinous I'll go put you down and bop it when you paying gris Never thought he could talk down on me Pull your fucking hands up Better come to fill my pain I say roll my way And life is so great even in the holidays Bitch you don't wanna fight you just wanna get a life I know all you do is type You ain't really about that life Pull up with the queen Hit you on the scene Me and my favorite Slade Gonna make the pay And I lost my wish to you a long time ago That shit keeps me on my toes but I won't let go Me and you we are alike And I'll always keep my life And I'll reel you in the eye if you wanna risk your life Not matter where I'll go I'll never fit in So I take my anger out by [?]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.