Love Songs (Bonus)

That brick looks bloated
Because it was cut wrong

I'm from the trenches
So I write thug shit to these love songs
It's hard to throw that flag in when there is blood drawn
So it just goes on and on
Talking down don't even be around me to know better
In all it feels like they just want to see me down
Feels like you in the way you better mover around
Mentioning me feels like you just want to be involved
Miss my brother I pray he beat that charge

I won't miss a call or a letter
Rather you be at large

Than a box either way cell or cemetery

Block boy like I'm Jb
It won't a problem to get it off

Real stepper ain't shit to get you gone
You say you a boss but it's giving pawn
I'm with cardi bitch

Yeah that's a real don
Step on your shottas not no civilian

That brick looks bloated
Because it was cut wrong

I'm from the trenches
So I write thug shit to these love songs
It's hard to throw that flag in when there is blood drawn
So it just goes on and on
You can't get me gone like I'm Lincoln
I'm not just linking anyone

And i don't got to cap I'm not one of them
Better believe I'm one of one

Presidential watches and suites
Why would I not move like one

Black suburban full of steppers
Ready to move on anyone



Credits
Writer(s): Naphtali Alfred
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