LYRICS
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Oh this Drum Dummi who made this beat huh?I ain t flashin thoughI m just coolin right nowIt ain t nobody but me and Hemp in the studio rightAnd I m just boolinI hope y all was waitin to hear from meSo I just recordedReal street niggaa I ain t tryna feel no sorrowDrive that Maybach like a fuckin Monte CarloI been tryna find some peace and only God knowCross me once can t call my phone you get the dial toneI been on fleek I m poppinNot many round if you don t know it helped my pocketsAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildinTryna grow up don t contact with that violenceViolins should be played how I m stylinComment where she like: What picture? That ain t my bitchhTired of the Bayou I want take it out to New YorkAnd live a high life like a niggaa signed with HighbridgeI flash out and take his head from off his bodyI never once showed you that side but that s who I m isHidin out I let that 30 spit on CollegeIf I die right now just check the stats and see how I didI m a real street niggaa yeahI just pulled my radar out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin?)I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin?)Fuck my ex I hope my next can prolly top a niggaTake me to a place I can t imagineVictim of heartbreak and I m so damagedSteppin in blood we deep thugs and I can t panicYeah we knocked him offVersuri-lyrics. InfoNiggaa what? It gotta hand itI just took to flowin on the block and took the top offTalkin out his top I go by top I got him knocked offSee them youngins hoppin out that Benz that s some dropoutsThey was hatin I knocked em off my lens that ain t my faultI m with Hemp I m drinkin on that Hen like a papa[?] Drinkin on that gin I been goin offGoin off on all these hoes waitin on me to fallI walk in court dirty as the fuck with pee up in my drawersBitch I m drunker than the fuck I need some TylenolI go nuts soon as you buck I shoot at all of y allI left therapy with K3 and I sped offTalkin proper as the fuck with my head offTalkin proper as the fuck with my head offBeen goin crazy but I can t let my son see it allAll this love got me damaged I just want it goneIf you my friend [?] bitch take yo panties offTake me to a place I can t imagineVictim of heartbreak and I m so damagedSteppin in blood we deep thugs and I can t panicYeah we knocked him offNigga what? It gotta hand it
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