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Summrs

From Da Heart

 

From Da Heart

(album: nothing More Nothing LESS - 2021)


(What do you desire?)
I speak for the real
(Bitch, haha)

I wish Brenda was here so she could come save me
I've been gone off the drugs for like eight weeks
I just told my bitch she cannot replace me
But she know that so I ain't even gotta say nothing
I ain't even gotta say much, my Glock got no safety
I feel like the world hate me
Give a fuck who you is, I ain't making no song, bitch nigga, pay me (Haha)

And me and Roxi' got a thing for each other
She can't get to me, so she tryna' get fame over fucking my brother
Do some ho shit, you ain't coming back from it
My nigga, you gon' suffer, for real
We was like eight deep up in the big body
Got a line to control myself, sometimes I crash without thinking 'bout it
But actions speak for itself, don't talk about it, just be about it
Gotta keep my pole, can't be a victim, my nigga just caught his first body
Message to my unborn son, when you grow up, don't take shit from nobody
Yeah, the sky is the limit, don't let nobody say you can't
'Cause look at me, dropped out in tenth grade, thought I was gon' be lame
But then I took a chance, then I charged it to the game
Praying I don't get hit at a red light, 'cause I got some' to live for
I gotta live my life, I know I did bad, but God, forgive me for my sins
My ex-bitch did me wrong so it's hard to let you in
Praying for all my niggas in the can, convicted felons
Can't even see they kids
And that's why, I don't take this shit for granted
I really do miss my granny
Wish she could come take me off of these fucking pills

I wish Brenda was here so she could come save me
I've been gone off the drugs for like eight weeks
I just told my bitch she cannot replace me
But she know that so I ain't even gotta say nothing
I ain't even gotta say much, my Glock got no safety
I feel like the world hate me
Give a fuck who you is, I ain't making no song, bitch nigga, pay me
(Haha)

Bitch nigga, pay me
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh (Bitch, haha)
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh

done

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