Don't Let Me Go
Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real
I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel
These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real
I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel
These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
These niggas can't fuck with you, I mean that shit for real
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
Don't know what more to do, but cry, this shit for real
This pain on me, it hurts so bad, this shit unreal
Them niggas can all leave, 'long as you stay here
Sit back and watch them fake exposed, it's revealed
Don't know what more to do, I got your kids right here
They tellin' lies on us, that shit gon' get 'em killed (boom)
I know you know I'm out here solid like some steel
When it come down to it, baby, I'm gon' grab the wheel
Why the fuck I'ma topic? You niggas a problem
Go slide if you 'bout it, no talkin', you wildin'
I did everything, it didn't work, so we parted
New nigga he knew right where my heart is
It was me and we was hurtin', poppin' pills
You had caught a murder case
We was hurtin' couldn't eat no meals
Say your name and I get chills
You know how I rock, I do not fuck with the opps
Went different ways, he had died
Kiss you, miss you, uh, a lot
We went through some shit
But fuck that shit, I'm right here
I said some stuff and I don't care
Boy, I'm hurtin' let me heal (ooh)
Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real
I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel
These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real
I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel
These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
(Shit for real)
(I hope you feel)
(You chill)
(It out that field)
(Shit for real)
(I hope you feel)
(You chill)
I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel
These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real
I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel
These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
These niggas can't fuck with you, I mean that shit for real
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
Don't know what more to do, but cry, this shit for real
This pain on me, it hurts so bad, this shit unreal
Them niggas can all leave, 'long as you stay here
Sit back and watch them fake exposed, it's revealed
Don't know what more to do, I got your kids right here
They tellin' lies on us, that shit gon' get 'em killed (boom)
I know you know I'm out here solid like some steel
When it come down to it, baby, I'm gon' grab the wheel
Why the fuck I'ma topic? You niggas a problem
Go slide if you 'bout it, no talkin', you wildin'
I did everything, it didn't work, so we parted
New nigga he knew right where my heart is
It was me and we was hurtin', poppin' pills
You had caught a murder case
We was hurtin' couldn't eat no meals
Say your name and I get chills
You know how I rock, I do not fuck with the opps
Went different ways, he had died
Kiss you, miss you, uh, a lot
We went through some shit
But fuck that shit, I'm right here
I said some stuff and I don't care
Boy, I'm hurtin' let me heal (ooh)
Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real
I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel
These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real
I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel
These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill
These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field
(Shit for real)
(I hope you feel)
(You chill)
(It out that field)
(Shit for real)
(I hope you feel)
(You chill)
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Bodi, Misharron Jermeisha Allen, Dustin Johnn Martin, Joshua Veysey
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