Bloody Tears (feat. Dot)

Too many times I just let these niggas walk over
Shit finna get spooky like it's October
Don't need a bean, I'll do it sober
I'm still with some OG's, they gone toters
Why you lie about the bread, nigga
In front the bitch, you was tryna be fed, nigga
Too many thoughts in my head, nigga
Eyes bloody, you would think I cry red, nigga

I'm a lasagna ass nigga, I'm a silent G
I just sit back and listen, I don't even speak
Someone at the door got the pistol to the peep
Creeping in a nigga house, I don't make a creek
Im sum like the sun, nigga, I keep the heat
Why you charge for the pussy and why you pay the fee
Swear to God I love them 5,6 and them 2's 3's
But I keep a 32 like I'm Drew Brees
If you ain't get that nigga, you could get picked off
I got drafted to the streets, you play with Airsoft
In that jail, heard you got bitched, you got tossed
Nigga always say some gay shit and don't say pause
I got manners, I'm a scammer, hit you with a blammer
I'll turn to a Bruce Banner, niggas really fanners
Niggas posted with they cameras tryna take advantage
And you know these niggas planning, boy, you better manage

Too many times I just let these niggas walk over
Shit finna get spooky like it's October
Don't need a bean, I do it sober
I'm still with some OG's, they gone toters
Why you lie about the bread, nigga
In front the bitch, you was tryna be fed, nigga
Too many thoughts in my head, nigga
Eyes bloody, you would think I cry red, nigga

Coming back to back, nigga, this the second verse
You loved her and she played you, nigga, that shit really hurt
I hit Lee up the match cause he won't pass the percs
I had this one Puerto Rican bitch and I did her dirt
I want a 392 scat cause I love the skirt
I had to change out my sheets cause this bitch love to squirt
Remember that day on that bus, I ran that bitch purse
I be smoking real Za's, you still be smoking earth
Nigga, this shit is easy, nigga, what's the complications
Always talk about trap, but where your dedication
I be taking time out to do my meditation
Some say I'm a doctor, how I got these patients
Opps said he was posted, we put up his vacant
I call my 50, Gervonta, how one hit a tank shit
He in the air, waving a pole like he tryna paint shit
I shoot a nigga over my bitch like that nigga Canaan

Too many times I just let these niggas walk over
Shit finna get spooky like it's October
Don't need a bean, I do it sober
I'm still with some OG's, they gone toters
Why you lie about the bread, nigga
In front the bitch, you was tryna be fed, nigga
Too many thoughts in my head, nigga
Eyes bloody, you would think I cry red, nigga

Questioning myself like what I'm supposed to do
Can't express myself to my bitch, I say it in the booth
Tried to tax 200 for the zip, but the shit was boofed
Me James and Melo, 3 deep, looking for your crew
Lying to this bitch like ain't nobody, it's just me and you
I'm a liar and deceiver, why this bitch still with me
Push 120 on the dash while playing with the titties
My bro, almost Swiss cheese, your whip, I had to tell him chill
Flashbacks about me and Auntie Annie when I'm off a pill
Ever just been driving and start crying, cause this life shit real
Yeah, cause this life shit real, you ever just been
Driving and start crying, cause this life shit real
Yeah, cause this life shit real, you ever just been
Life shit real, man, this shit get tragic
When I see that nigga face shot, leave him in the casket
We ain't playing with you niggas, know we scoring basket

Too many times I just let this nigga walk over
Shit finna get spooky like it's October
Don't need a been, nah, I do it sober
I'm still with some OG's, they gun totters
Why you lie about the bread, nigga
In front of bitch, you was trying to be fed, nigga
Too many thoughts in my head, nigga
Eyes bloody, you would think I cried red, nigga



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Writer(s): James Richardson
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