613

You see the pain I can't hide that no more
And I come from a place where they don't show no love
I hope he beat the case, I hope they free my boy
We only buyin' drugs, guns, and designer clothes
Yea you can change, you won't
This shit is gettin' old
Yea I'm insane I know I need some help sometimes
Dont need apologies, nah
But I give in (I give in)
We got a killswitch (We kill)
But I got hands for you
And she won't tell the truth
Yea you know heaven too?
And bitch we havin' too
My conscience fell for you

Yea top floor penthouse we go down, no
I heard she like my wrist, she like my wrist, she like my wrist
Yea if I see him
Won't touch him
But he goin' missing
If I see her
Then I sin
I listen, won't hear
But I still rock that double C, Celine alone, yea
I'm in the cold, huh
Still won't break the code, huh
My bitch got long hair
613 that blonde hair
I thought we told him
Now we gotta show him

I know we havin' more
Please don't say you havin' mo-tion
I'm in the club wit bro
And you know he have it on him
Givenchy bag, Bottega holster
I rock Balenci bags, Givenchy shoulder
I got Chanelly on the top
Givenchy on the socks
Semi-auto (huh)
And they don't hear me (yea, na)
Turn the music up
Turn my niggas up, huh
I got Givenchy on the top
Balenci on the slides
Put Givenchy on the ground
I got Balenci on the ground...

Yea top floor penthouse we go down, no
I heard she like my wrist, she like my wrist, she like my wrist (yea)
If I see him
Won't touch him
But he goin' missing
If I see her
Then I sin
A lesson, dont care
And I still rock that double C, Celine alone, huh
I'm in the cold, huh
Still wont break the code, huh
My bitch got long hair
613 that blonde hair
I thought we told him
Now we gotta show him



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Writer(s): Ronnie Johnson
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