Let Me Go

Nobody do it the way that I do it
So she don't wanna let me go
Mob ties with my bruddas for sho
I fucked up my cash fall back get more
20'S inside of a nike box
The 10's getting old
Me and gang can't fall out 'bout hoes
We tryna get rich we all focused on goals
I wanna fly, so just let me go
Not ready to die, I'd never sell my soul
I wanna cry, but I just can't no more
I'm numb to the pain I know
I'm losing my angels my heart so cold

Heart so cold 15 degrees
And you left me so alone and I swear I almost freezed
That's why I walk around with my heart on my sleeve
And that's the reason I pour my heart out on these beats
Okay
Life ain't that bad, I'm getting cash
That's why he mad
N**** that's sad, Get on ya grind and go get you a bag
Big brudda he pushing this yota, going too fast
125 On the dash
Praying to god we don't crash, because we so lit from the night we just had
I wanna cop me a jag, paint it all black for my momma yeah
Bouta bomb n**** Osama, I need my bank account flooded with commas
We just want cheese we ain't worried 'bout drama
These n***** want beef sorry this ain't mcdonald's
Henny we drinking it straight out the bottle
Came from the gutter don't got no role model's
We got a problem
Get to the bottom of it n**** solve it
When I heard the news that maureesey got shot on my life I felt nauseous
That's why I gotta move cautious
Stick to my dream keep it going regardless
Yeah, eyes on the target
She said I hate you you heartless but

Nobody do it the way that I do it
So she don't wanna let me go
Mob ties with my bruddas for sho
I fucked up my cash fall back get more
20'S inside of a nike box
The 10's getting old
Me and gang can't fall out 'bout hoes
We tryna get rich we all focused on goals
I wanna fly, so just let me go
Not ready to die, I'd never sell my soul
I wanna cry, but I just can't no more
I'm numb to the pain I know
I'm losing my angels my heart so cold

Lost big cousin reese broke my heart in seven pieces
Now I don't feel too completed
Losing my sanity I feel depleted
Granny religious she chatting with Jesus
Angel on shoulder right next to a demon
Had a seat at the table you left you ain't eating
Underdog I'm the one people believe in
If I give you my heart, will you really keep it
I'm lying I'm way too conceited
I don't trust nobody, bitch you the reason
You left me and committed treason
But I ain't pressed cause my money increasing
Peanut butter bitch like reese's
She like benji you misleading
My mood change like seasons damn I miss my dawg I'm grieving
I'm surrounded by too many demons
Some of 'em killas and some of 'em heathens
You left mauresse in his seat he not breathing
Body so cold and his stomach is bleeding
Man you left my auntie screaming
Now I think about death when i'm dreaming



Credits
Writer(s): Malachi Cheatham
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