West Side

OMG Kembo

From the day you left me in the rain
I swear that I swear it's never been the same
I been tryna make the play but now we in the game
No I don't believe it when I hear that she don't feel a way
I told her you gon' find me where the winners stay
Conversating with some greats I'm on a dinner date
Tryna find a way to guarantee that imma win again
I'm just hoping I won't sin again

Sometimes I wonder does heaven got a ghetto
Is there salvation for a criminal
Cause all we do is sip Henn and smoke weed
Provide yo baby momma cousins for they nose bleeds
Dope fiends syringes in the elevator
Od's caused by the OG's
Summer night vibes screaming muthafuck the police
Fuck with us get laid to dry like a kitchen dish
Cant give a fuck about the dirty lil' bitch you is
Don't fuck with anybody like I'm celebate
Smoke sum, pass it, after that I just might sell a bit
I think I'm trippin' oh my God I think I'm trippin'
All this weight up on my shoulders got me limpin' like I'm criple
I don't like to dance but money got me movin' like I'm crippin'
Niggas in they feelings on they periods they think they drippin'
Nightmares man I pray that they don't happen
We ain't got no Caddies, 32 got Volkswagens

From the day you left me in the rain
I swear that I swear it's never been the same
I been tryna make the play but now we in the game
No I don't believe it when I hear that she don't feel a way
I told her you gon' find me where the winners stay
Conversating with some greats I'm on a dinner date
Tryna find a way to guarantee that imma win again
I'm just hoping I won't sin again

See pain changed me
U could prolly say pain made me
Life I was living a bit crazy
Niggas been acting a bit shady
Slim thick bitches with champagne
We keep 'em around just for fun
Around goes the blunt
The natural high fades
Thinking bout dark times
Reliving the bright days
I done been down bad for the cash
Simply cause it was harder to go out and get a bag in the past
But we past that
And time passed
Since the last time
Why would I be worry bout them
Shit I have mine
Bad guy
I done put my life on a landslide
Slipping down headed to a box
Full of landmines
Sipping down 1942
Bitch I'm fucked up
Weed strong
Couple backwoods bitch Im puffed up
Get rushed
When u in the cut
Niggas tucked up
End up tucked in
It ain't nun but some
Tough luck

From the day you left me in the rain
I swear that I swear it's never been the same
I been tryna make the play but now we in the game
No I don't believe it when I hear that she don't feel a way
I told her you gon' find me where the winners stay
Conversating with some greats I'm on a dinner date
Tryna find a way to guarantee that imma win again
I'm just hoping I won't sin again



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Writer(s): Leon Palframan-swello
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