The Unknown
It's Friday!
(Voicemail recording)
Better off unknown
Why the real ones always go?
I won't checkout when I'm gone
I just need some time alone
Pain in my heart and my bones
Yeah you fucked me up you turned me into stone
My pops always taught me not to fold
And my Momma how to dodge these fucking hoes
(Voicemail recording)
Need some time alone
(Voicemail recording)
Dodge these fucking...
(Voicemail recording)
My pops told me not to fold
Not every angel wears a Halo
I twist my mind cus my grind don't stop
But I'll make that jump when the time's right
Drilling these hoes they fall in line
But they don't know what my life's like
My city dead already Im tired of only seeing the downside
Big Ju told me:
'Don't worry about these fuck niggas hiding in plain sight'
Run up on me bring all dem toys aye pussy boy it's game night
See I gets texts from...
Dawg I never put her on the spotlight
Aye I said it once but Ill say it again
Don't need a momma
Don't need a friend
Bet that I finish what I begin
You know the start but I'll see the end
You can't tell me nothing about the life I chose
Money ain't the motive, it's all about the road
Drugs in my blood so I can fill these wholes
I'm clipping 10, 20
Niggas duck & say less
Everybody about their numbers but I couldn't care less
Pull up watch me pulling your main tho
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh!
We live in lot while she told you to lay low
Not every angel wears a halo
(Voicemail recording)
Better off unknown
Why the real ones always go?
I won't checkout when I'm gone
I just need some time alone
Pain in my heart and my bones
Yeah you fucked me up you turned me into stone
My pops always taught me not to fold
And my Momma how to dodge these fucking hoes
(Voicemail recording)
Need some time alone
(Voicemail recording)
Dodge these fucking...
(Voicemail recording)
My pops told me not to fold
Not every angel wears a Halo
I twist my mind cus my grind don't stop
But I'll make that jump when the time's right
Drilling these hoes they fall in line
But they don't know what my life's like
My city dead already Im tired of only seeing the downside
Big Ju told me:
'Don't worry about these fuck niggas hiding in plain sight'
Run up on me bring all dem toys aye pussy boy it's game night
See I gets texts from...
Dawg I never put her on the spotlight
Aye I said it once but Ill say it again
Don't need a momma
Don't need a friend
Bet that I finish what I begin
You know the start but I'll see the end
You can't tell me nothing about the life I chose
Money ain't the motive, it's all about the road
Drugs in my blood so I can fill these wholes
I'm clipping 10, 20
Niggas duck & say less
Everybody about their numbers but I couldn't care less
Pull up watch me pulling your main tho
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh!
We live in lot while she told you to lay low
Not every angel wears a halo
Credits
Writer(s): Daniil Bumagin, Sami Falioui, Julian Lamar King
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