Won't Happen Again
If you play then we crackin' the skull
You can't hide in the house
Bullets go through the wall
Yeah I started in the back
Had to climb out the dark
Now I shine like a star
Had to play my part
But that shit it won't happen again
Won't be opening up
I put that on the fin
We was both at the
top and it all fell down
Lost all my trust when
You broke my heart
And they told me I need to pray
Why the fuck would
I repent if I'm just gon' sin
He be all in his feels boutta brawl
Put this blick to his teeth
He be yappin' his jaw
But that shit it wont happen again
Won't be opening up
I put that on the fin
We was both at the
Top and it all fell down
Lost all my trust
When you broke my heart
Out in LA vibin' with the stars
Roll a wood up send
Me straight to Mars
The way I stay to myself
I ain't never lettin' down my guard
I ain't ever showin' no
Love never give me no hand
Had to make a plan
Now I be poppin' out
Flexin' on all these bitch niggas
Watch me do my dance
They know I'd give it
All up just to see my Gigi
Need one last chance
They always talkin' rara
But these niggas wanna be me
They know I'm the man
Caught a vibe in
LA just to better me
Took a trip to New York
To see how the setting be
Trynna pop up LA or Miami beach
Gotta go to the six
With all the baddest tings
I've been flexin' flexin'
I ain't come to play
Hope they got the message
We been pressin' pressin'
They see how we come
And so they know we pressure
Laced up
Got my cleats on when
I hit the field
When I lost my brother
I was hurt but over time I healed
How bout I pop out right now
Right on your block so you
See how it feel
Fuck electric slide
Cha-cha with this choppa
It's time to kill Bill
Them boys ain't active they
Just cappin' I been knew the real
Them niggas betting on
They cases with the pigs
They learned no deal
If you play then we crackin' the skull
You can't hide in the house
Bullets go through the wall
Yeah I started in the back
Had to climb out the dark
Now I shine like a star
Had to play my part
But that shit it won't happen again
Won't be opening up
I put that on the fin
We was both at the
Top and it all fell down
Lost all my trust when
You broke my heart
And they told me I need to pray
Why the fuck would
I repent if I'm just gon' sin
He be all in his feels boutta brawl
Put this blick to his
Teeth he be yappin' his jaw
But that shit it wont happen again
Won't be opening up
I put that on the fin
We was both at the
Top and it all fell down
Lost all my trust when
You broke my heart
You can't hide in the house
Bullets go through the wall
Yeah I started in the back
Had to climb out the dark
Now I shine like a star
Had to play my part
But that shit it won't happen again
Won't be opening up
I put that on the fin
We was both at the
top and it all fell down
Lost all my trust when
You broke my heart
And they told me I need to pray
Why the fuck would
I repent if I'm just gon' sin
He be all in his feels boutta brawl
Put this blick to his teeth
He be yappin' his jaw
But that shit it wont happen again
Won't be opening up
I put that on the fin
We was both at the
Top and it all fell down
Lost all my trust
When you broke my heart
Out in LA vibin' with the stars
Roll a wood up send
Me straight to Mars
The way I stay to myself
I ain't never lettin' down my guard
I ain't ever showin' no
Love never give me no hand
Had to make a plan
Now I be poppin' out
Flexin' on all these bitch niggas
Watch me do my dance
They know I'd give it
All up just to see my Gigi
Need one last chance
They always talkin' rara
But these niggas wanna be me
They know I'm the man
Caught a vibe in
LA just to better me
Took a trip to New York
To see how the setting be
Trynna pop up LA or Miami beach
Gotta go to the six
With all the baddest tings
I've been flexin' flexin'
I ain't come to play
Hope they got the message
We been pressin' pressin'
They see how we come
And so they know we pressure
Laced up
Got my cleats on when
I hit the field
When I lost my brother
I was hurt but over time I healed
How bout I pop out right now
Right on your block so you
See how it feel
Fuck electric slide
Cha-cha with this choppa
It's time to kill Bill
Them boys ain't active they
Just cappin' I been knew the real
Them niggas betting on
They cases with the pigs
They learned no deal
If you play then we crackin' the skull
You can't hide in the house
Bullets go through the wall
Yeah I started in the back
Had to climb out the dark
Now I shine like a star
Had to play my part
But that shit it won't happen again
Won't be opening up
I put that on the fin
We was both at the
Top and it all fell down
Lost all my trust when
You broke my heart
And they told me I need to pray
Why the fuck would
I repent if I'm just gon' sin
He be all in his feels boutta brawl
Put this blick to his
Teeth he be yappin' his jaw
But that shit it wont happen again
Won't be opening up
I put that on the fin
We was both at the
Top and it all fell down
Lost all my trust when
You broke my heart
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Pitt, Diego Avendano, Jose Villa, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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