Never Left
Got me back up in that mode like I ain't never left
Broski hold it sturdy let that bitch bang on ya second breathe
Know somebody said he od twice he on his second death
Outside same clothes sold out til nothing left
Got me back up in that mode like I ain't never left
Broski hold it sturdy let that bitch bang on ya second breathe
Know somebody said he od twice he on his second death
Outside same clothes sold out til nothing left
Niggas at the bottoms hitting rocks and ain't and nobody help
So they jumpin' head first in that water like they Michael Phelps
Soy he going down the wrong past he running out of luck
Ask him is he good he say he good cause they don't give a fuck
I put money over hoes and a whole lotta shit
I can't trust a soul only a few you see me rocking wit
Them niggas they ain't gang they ain't ya folks that you be sliding wit
Gotta be locked in it's YNT the ones I'm dying wit
I put this shit on my back
Put us on the map
Free the fuckin mob bro got booked for a gat
And he got no regrets
Die for that respect
Told the judge he ain't care cause he can't be a pack
Got me back up in that mode like I ain't never left
Broski hold it sturdy let that bitch bang on ya second breathe
Know somebody said he od twice he on his second death
Outside same clothes sold out til nothing left
Got me back up in that mode like I ain't never left
Broski hold it sturdy let that bitch bang on ya second breathe
Know somebody said he od twice he on his second death
Outside same clothes sold out til nothing left
Broski hold it sturdy let that bitch bang on ya second breathe
Know somebody said he od twice he on his second death
Outside same clothes sold out til nothing left
Got me back up in that mode like I ain't never left
Broski hold it sturdy let that bitch bang on ya second breathe
Know somebody said he od twice he on his second death
Outside same clothes sold out til nothing left
Niggas at the bottoms hitting rocks and ain't and nobody help
So they jumpin' head first in that water like they Michael Phelps
Soy he going down the wrong past he running out of luck
Ask him is he good he say he good cause they don't give a fuck
I put money over hoes and a whole lotta shit
I can't trust a soul only a few you see me rocking wit
Them niggas they ain't gang they ain't ya folks that you be sliding wit
Gotta be locked in it's YNT the ones I'm dying wit
I put this shit on my back
Put us on the map
Free the fuckin mob bro got booked for a gat
And he got no regrets
Die for that respect
Told the judge he ain't care cause he can't be a pack
Got me back up in that mode like I ain't never left
Broski hold it sturdy let that bitch bang on ya second breathe
Know somebody said he od twice he on his second death
Outside same clothes sold out til nothing left
Got me back up in that mode like I ain't never left
Broski hold it sturdy let that bitch bang on ya second breathe
Know somebody said he od twice he on his second death
Outside same clothes sold out til nothing left
Credits
Writer(s): Kenyatta Lane
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