Some Nights
You might wanna cry some nights
Man I wanted to die some nights
It get heavy, she wanna slide and get dick in ha belly
Can't come to my crib she get slapped ina Telly
I Be w them niggas who fw them chevys
Coulda took his life he got caught ina deli
Don't drop my shit if you don't gotta blick
He tryda blitz started running like Rick
This shit Notta game you get beat w da stick
And I put dat on gang ina sky ion miss
Let's take a trip to go boom at the rips
I got so many legs ion know who to choose
I got so many opps ion know who da shoot
We get to flockin fuck all the nonsense
We get to bending and bendin they blocks
I getta uppin n Bussen them chops
Who gon be there if somebody get shot
Member dem days had them rocks in my socks
And I can't move around if I don't got my chop
They know my body I stay witta gun
If i up that bitch den ya ass betta run
Dem bullets is fast and they burn like the sun
If Bro said you dead I won't sleep till it's done
Jt dead got dat boy in my lungs
Beam ona glock n it came witta drum
And they know me I love tuh perform, for the set ima always put On
And I still got a lot on my mind late nights steady clutchin my nine
Fw some apes and I fw some primes
He a veggie got hit in his spine
Run up on me shoot 5 plus 9
She a leg ain't wasting no time dickin ha down and controlling the mind
If you want me stop wasting ya time
Send me the drop he go gimme da nine
He spoke on my name so he must wanna die
She wanna know wat I did for da guys
He tryda front he got put ina sky
Oh he da 4s ima slide throw 5
Can't trust a soul not even the fam
Member dem days I was left ina jam
Son took off when that shit hit da fan
I know Nîggas be thinking I'm lacking
But I keep that bitch on me for fashion
If he look at me wrong get to blastin
I was down to my last started blackin
You ain't loyal stop telling me lies
I could see all the cap in ya eyes
How you love me but fuckin on bro?
Now In days can't trust no hoe get to the bready gotta tuck my pole
Big Ek I don't trust nobody how you callin me bro move wocky
Big Die4z gotta walk witta glocky
He inlove wit that bitch she a thotty
Man I wanted to die some nights
It get heavy, she wanna slide and get dick in ha belly
Can't come to my crib she get slapped ina Telly
I Be w them niggas who fw them chevys
Coulda took his life he got caught ina deli
Don't drop my shit if you don't gotta blick
He tryda blitz started running like Rick
This shit Notta game you get beat w da stick
And I put dat on gang ina sky ion miss
Let's take a trip to go boom at the rips
I got so many legs ion know who to choose
I got so many opps ion know who da shoot
We get to flockin fuck all the nonsense
We get to bending and bendin they blocks
I getta uppin n Bussen them chops
Who gon be there if somebody get shot
Member dem days had them rocks in my socks
And I can't move around if I don't got my chop
They know my body I stay witta gun
If i up that bitch den ya ass betta run
Dem bullets is fast and they burn like the sun
If Bro said you dead I won't sleep till it's done
Jt dead got dat boy in my lungs
Beam ona glock n it came witta drum
And they know me I love tuh perform, for the set ima always put On
And I still got a lot on my mind late nights steady clutchin my nine
Fw some apes and I fw some primes
He a veggie got hit in his spine
Run up on me shoot 5 plus 9
She a leg ain't wasting no time dickin ha down and controlling the mind
If you want me stop wasting ya time
Send me the drop he go gimme da nine
He spoke on my name so he must wanna die
She wanna know wat I did for da guys
He tryda front he got put ina sky
Oh he da 4s ima slide throw 5
Can't trust a soul not even the fam
Member dem days I was left ina jam
Son took off when that shit hit da fan
I know Nîggas be thinking I'm lacking
But I keep that bitch on me for fashion
If he look at me wrong get to blastin
I was down to my last started blackin
You ain't loyal stop telling me lies
I could see all the cap in ya eyes
How you love me but fuckin on bro?
Now In days can't trust no hoe get to the bready gotta tuck my pole
Big Ek I don't trust nobody how you callin me bro move wocky
Big Die4z gotta walk witta glocky
He inlove wit that bitch she a thotty
Credits
Writer(s): Devaughn Little
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