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(アルバム: Sell Sole II - 2020)


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Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't giving up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head

Niggas be killing baby daddies, then worried about the kids
Is she really with the shit? Is she really all in her feel, yeah?
Yesterday she had to kill some
Today she gotta heal some
Leave his head on the [?] by the hillstones
Word is, [?], it's on billboard
This the shit, I'm here for
The feds got your name on a clipboard
I didn't cry tears for it
Only surround myself with people I'd do a hunnid years for, uh
It's no limit
She's 'bout it, 'bout it
She got skeletons in her closet
No more falling out with niggas, just drop 'em
She got [?], don't need to sponsor
Humble beast, turned me to a monster

Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't giving up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head

Niggas got on the edge (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Please don't shoot at no legs
Cause a couple niggas fed
In my city breaking bread
Put the Eastside on
Back when I had my Levi's on
Bitches ungrateful when they know that they wrong
If I ain't turned my city up, then where the fuck am I from
Y'all be biting your tongue, they be biting my style
Bitch stop playing 'fore we knock you down
Playing with my name is like playing with the government, it's up a tier
And I ain't never leave my niggas suffering
Do you know what I'm up against?
I'm moving like I'm Ghost out here
Got a lot of power that, I ain't even know I had
Bag a bitch while she taking in her groceries bag
I'm smoking good, knowing that the smoke is bad

Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, know he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't giving up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head

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