Man this shit for real If I call you my brother, that mean you my brother Was down and was under We made it out this shit, a miracle Gotta drop on the opps Spin the block, throw a shot at his top, nah we don't do subliminals Last nigga mentioned my name? Shit got critical If I tell you I love you, it's unconditional Hunnit thousand round my neck, I know it's killing you I know it's killing you
Iced out Cartier frames cover my evil eye Cause I can't even lie, baby I got demon eyes Stunna G the voice of the trenches, oh now they realize Bitch I ride around with extensions, I let that heater fly I'm the reason they rap like this, uh oh yea yeah 30 thou on my wrist, uh oh yeah yeah Rockstar lifestyle shit, uh oh yeah yeah I look my demons in the eyes no I ain't scared I look my demons in the eyes no I ain't scared Riding round with extensions, we don't play fair I'm from the trenches baby please don't take it there Uh uh, please don't take it there
Riding round with extensions, we don't play fair I'm from the trenches baby please don't take it there Uh uh, please don't take it there
Man this shit for real If I call you my brother, that mean you my brother Was down and was under We made it out this shit, a miracle Gotta drop on the opps Spin the block, throw a shot at his top, nah we don't do subliminals Last nigga mentioned my name? Shit got critical If I tell you I love you, it's unconditional Hunnit thousand round my neck, I know it's killing you I know it's killing you
Man this shit for real If I call you my brother, that mean you my brother Was down and was under We made it out this shit, a miracle Gotta drop on the opps Spin the block, throw a shot at his top, nah we don't do subliminals Last nigga mentioned my name? Shit got critical If I tell you I love you, it's unconditional Hunnit thousand round my neck, I know it's killing you I know it's killing you...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
