YeahCloseVille-matic, one, oneOne, one, one-two, oneOne-two, one, one-two, oneOne-two, one, one, listenClose, I stare at my dreams as they approachGotta be patient and trust in God, He the coachTemptations are taking a shortcut, but I don't'Cause I ain't tryna be a almost, when I get it, I'ma floatGone are the days we was closeNow when I see you, I look at you just like a ghostA shell of your former self, so caught up with that dopeTwo niggas singin' two different notesand you know I gotta coastNothin' but a dollar and some hopeUp in NY, but damn, what hurts me the mostYou was a good nigga, we knew each other's folksNow you gotta ride around with the toastand you keep that shit close'Cause niggas plottin' on you since you choseTo roll around with the candy paint on spokesYou know 'Ville niggas don't like it when you boastYou know twelve be takin' notes and they watchin' you closeBut maybe you don't see 'em 'cause the smokeCloudin' your vision from every cigar that you tokePlus the lean you sippin' which started as a jokeGot you now fiendin' for your next dosemeanwhile I'm so closeDon't even give a fuck that I'm broke'Cause in my mind I'm rich with shit I done wroteTherefore I'm convinced that this is supposed to happenAnd in time I'ma blow, they gon' label me the GOATHow long has it been since we spoke?Last night I jumped up from my sleep, I was soakedCall it a nightmare, the scene that awoke meInvolved you and niggas I ain't knowthey was creepin' up closeI saw the heat tucked in they coatsYou didn't notice 'cause you was busy countin' doughI tried to yell, but nothin' came out of my throatNiggas cocked back the hammersand you froze, in your eyes I saw hopeHope of a better way to cope with the painAnd the scars, than the lean and the cokeAnd I swear in that moment I wish we were still closeMaybe I could've saved youbut no, trigger squeeze, gun smokeI open up my eyes with a joltHeart pumpin' like Usain BoltReached for my phone, missed callsand a text message noteFrom my mama sayin' you just got smokeddamn, this life is no jokeCloseFuck
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Close
Ville-matic, one, one
One, one, one-two, one
One-two, one, one-two, one
One-two, one, one, listen
Close, I stare at my dreams as they approach
Gotta be patient and trust in God, He the coach
Temptations are taking a shortcut, but I don't
'Cause I ain't tryna be a almost, when I get it, I'ma float
Gone are the days we was close
Now when I see you, I look at you just like a ghost
A shell of your former self, so caught up with that dope
Two niggas singin' two different notes
and you know I gotta coast
Nothin' but a dollar and some hope
Up in NY, but damn, what hurts me the most
You was a good nigga, we knew each other's folks
Now you gotta ride around with the toast
and you keep that shit close
'Cause niggas plottin' on you since you chose
To roll around with the candy paint on spokes
You know 'Ville niggas don't like it when you boast
You know twelve be takin' notes and they watchin' you close
But maybe you don't see 'em 'cause the smoke
Cloudin' your vision from every cigar that you toke
Plus the lean you sippin' which started as a joke
Got you now fiendin' for your next dose
meanwhile I'm so close
Don't even give a fuck that I'm broke
'Cause in my mind I'm rich with shit I done wrote
Therefore I'm convinced that this is supposed to happen
And in time I'ma blow, they gon' label me the GOAT
How long has it been since we spoke?
Last night I jumped up from my sleep, I was soaked
Call it a nightmare, the scene that awoke me
Involved you and niggas I ain't know
they was creepin' up close
I saw the heat tucked in they coats
You didn't notice 'cause you was busy countin' dough
I tried to yell, but nothin' came out of my throat
Niggas cocked back the hammers
and you froze, in your eyes I saw hope
Hope of a better way to cope with the pain
And the scars, than the lean and the coke
And I swear in that moment I wish we were still close
Maybe I could've saved you
but no, trigger squeeze, gun smoke
I open up my eyes with a jolt
Heart pumpin' like Usain Bolt
Reached for my phone, missed calls
and a text message note
From my mama sayin' you just got smoked
damn, this life is no joke
Close
Fuck
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