Sad Song

You know what i'm saying i do this shit
I do this shit when i'm sleep when i'm up
When i don't sleep
I really don't sleep like that so i be doing it then
And then when i don't do it i be doing it
And when i don't try to do it i still be doing it
So i just got to do this shit cause this what i got to do
Know what i'm saying
Y'all know y'all know what i'm sayin you digg

Molly on drugz

Got this weight on my back
Damn
I'm just speaking facts
Riding round town with a big ole gat
Young nigga trying to get them big ole racks
Shawty want me better sit her ass back
You can be my twin, got to see if we march
In the bed two hoes that's kit-kat
In her mouth more then a damn tic-tac
Pray the lord forgive my sins
Since the very begin yea they knew i been that
I don't use no pen when i write these tracks
And i need at least a 10 just to get on that
Everyday house full with them bad bones
Deze bitches love me more then sad songs
And i don't even got no racks shown
But they still know that this cash long

Tesla
You know that i'm geeked up
Pressure i'm smoking cant breath
Ask where i been? i ain't been underneath
Gone in the wind cause i'm high as can be
Moved out the hood when then niggas killed 3
Misunderstood, it don't sit right with me
Know that he want me to be the best i can be
So i'm can't stopping i'm just keeping it 3l
Love loyalty Lafamilia
Yeah that's 3l
Always stayed down to that motto and them niggas could tell
I ain't never be a follower or been the one to tell
Got a little bitch she is a swallower i admit she never fail
Hit it from the back like
Yeah yeah
Like damn she fucked up my bed spread
Yeah yeah
Did not give no damn cause i got damn bread
Yeah yeah
Just like end of a film i need my damn cred
Yeah yeah
Feel like uncle sam i need my damn check.

Got this weight on my back
Damn
I'm just speaking facts
Riding round town with a big ole gat
Young nigga trying to get them big ole racks
Shawty want me better sit her ass back
You can be my twin, got to see if we march
In the bed two hoes that's kit-kat
In her mouth more then a damn tic-tac
Pray the lord forgive my sins
Since the very begin yea they knew i been that
I don't use no pen when i write these tracks
And i need at least a 10 just to get on that
Everyday house full with them bad bones
Deze bitches love me more then sad songs
And i don't even got no racks shown
But they still know that this cash long

Yeah yeah
Ice my neck my watch i even flooded my teeth
Yeah yeah
I can't trust these thots even though they be trusting me
Yeah yeah
Trapping in the spot you walk in nothing free
Yeah yeah
Oh that rapper hot but he not hot as me
Yeah you know we keep shit p
Want to fuck my bro don't lie to me
Yeah they had a better chance hiding me
No he not a middle man finally
Take off the plug be mad gone
These niggas be hating be mad wrong
Ain't no conversations unless racks shown
Oh he got money won't last long
Geeked up having sex to sad songs
Shawty creaming all over this ice cone
Shawty trying to fuck me with my ice on
Still ain't got to keep the lights on
Hold on wait
Don't come back
Whatever i say better know that's facts
And whatever you play boy you know it's wack
And whatever they spray they up they stats.

Got this weight on my back
Damn
I'm just speaking facts
Riding round town with a big ole gat
Young nigga trying to get them big ole racks
Shawty want me better sit her ass back
You can be my twin, got to see if we march
In the bed two hoes that's kit-kat
In her mouth more then a damn tic-tac
Pray the lord forgive my sins
Since the very begin yea they knew i been that
I don't use no pen when i write these tracks
And i need at least a 10 just to get on that
Everyday house full with them bad bones
Deze bitches love me more then sad songs
And i don't even got no racks shown
But they still know that this cash long



Credits
Writer(s): Chauncey Davis
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