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Blood On My Lips

 

Blood On My Lips


Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make it run onto your shirt
Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make me do what I don't want

Damn
I see you're tryna fool me son
Is you niggas deaf or blind?
I told you once
Making me repeat myself
So you waste my songs
Could've talked about my babe
Or about that cunt
Niggas be all afraid to talk to me
Face to face
Fake your trace
Pace me for weeks then fade
Your fable's fake
And speech is vain
3andek
We know where's your basement bitch

Give me my money, money back
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
Youngsters be listening my shit
Fuck if I shook them
You made me quit the stud
So better run then
Give me my money, money back
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
I was in Paris for my money and a freestyle
But I knew I was too high to be a Frenchman

Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make it run onto your shirt
Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make me do what I don't want

Many men
Wish death upon myself
Acting like they're not looking
But follow my steps
All you want is revenga since I left your business
It was the greatest decision I could've ever made
I'm hearing from others you do like to mention my name
Shit I've been wasting all this time cuz you stood in my way
Next time it's coming out your mouth my dick gon fill your chin
Don't make me pull the trigger on you
I know you got kids
Others be spitting their venim on some industry shit
"don't sign him"
"don't talk about this kid"
"too optimistic"
"dangerous for what we're in"
I'm crazy?
Nahh.. just a little bit

Give me my money, money back
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
Youngsters be listening my shit
Fuck if I shook them
You made me quit the stud
So better run then
Give me my money, money back
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
I was in Paris for my money and a freestyle
But I knew I was too high to be a Frenchman

Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make it run onto your shirt
Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make me do what I don't want

Give me my money, money back
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
Youngsters be listening my shit
Fuck if I shook them
You made me quit the stud
So better run then

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