Rover

Feeling lil shawty I know she feeling me I'm gone pull up in a Range Rover
She say her n ain't home say come over

She know I'm a thug and don't know how to stop
She don't like the way I'm packing the Glock
She want me to shoot a n in the face
I don't give fuck I'm catching a case (She Know)

She pulled up on a n I got in the car
She said she digging my cologne she like the way a n smell
You know I'm rocking versace I don't give a fuck
I'm thugging till the end and I'm getting a profit (yeah)

These drugs in my body they fuck me up n know
I'm clutching on them dirty k's
And I'm ready to spray on a n
I'm like where you at she pull up in a rover say I'm right here Trigga

She say I can barely walk say am I fucking high
You know that I'm fucking high out my body all the drugs you know I'm on them

All these drugs you know that I'm on them
Popping them bars you know I'm trying to make me feel better

Don't give a fuck know I'm clutching on my beretta

When I'm off them bars you know that I'm ready to squeeze on Trigga
You know that I'm ready to shoot hanging out the rover me and you

And I love the way that you taking care of your kids
Yeah I know that you work I love that you work
Pulled up on a young n in a Range Rover

Know you got it like that baby just like me know we both be hustlin'

Getting to that money we never
Stopping you like that we don't argue don't do no tusslin'

Yeah yeah won't do no fussin' know
I just want be with you even when we not fucking
Yeah even when we not fucking

I know you love it tho you said you hit me up telling me yeah baby
"Where you at"
"I'm missing you missing you inside of me"

Know I was right inside of you them times we was riding around
We was taking you to your auntie crib
Know that yo' mama she was the one to trip

You know that I don't give a fuck
I'm yelling Rest In Peace

Yeah Rest In Peace my grandma
Know you was with me when we went to visit her in that grave
It's been a while matter fact I wanna go again

All these fucking drugs they taking me away
Please baby please baby, Get me some fucking help

Want to cope with my problems really need some fucking help
Yeah now I'm seeking for help, help a young n out

Getting out these fucking problems trying to cope with my n death
Why you dead?

Wish I would've got shot to wish my brother Ray didn't get struck with the bullet
The shot was for me either way

Why you take him away?
Wish that I woulda got shot to
Know that I deserve the shot probably yeah

Probably yeah he wasn't supposed to go out that way
Why you let him go out that way?

Know me and my brothers we sliding for ray
We don't give fuck n we yellin' fuck twelve
Know down by Florida we clutching on them dirty k's
We running from twelve