Incase I Go
I got nothing but love
I'll tell you till it's gone
I got nothing but love
I'm on a island, I hear sirens
Death or jail this what I chose, man, free4Nicc, long live stevey
This shit fucked up, how we lucked up
And most of the times, he quick to blow
I heard my brother died and dropped shit on the floor
Im from the A but i love
I ain't gon' lie, I wrote this song
Just in case a nigga go
I'm on a island, I hear sirens
Death or jail, that's what I chose
Memories got me beggin that lil
Stevie made it home
Shit fucked up how we lucked up, most the time he quick to blow
Im traumatized
I heard my brother scream, then
dropped straight on the floor
Ever since, I accepted death, don't know how I ain't smoked
Rockin' riddles, prayin' to my killer
Hurry up, you hoe when I got robbed
Niggas had my ID, boy, Yall know my lo
They could've shot me, niggas could've popped me
But they let me go, I been missin' my OG
I wish heaven had a phone
Lean back, I'm tryna beam that
Since you think you bold see that
Niggas feet fast whenever we blow
Squeeze that, tryna green that
If a nigga sco but
Baby, I know you know
Like, uh
Baby, I know you know
Like, uh
Baby, I know you know
But, like, if I was to go
I know you'll be fine
But don't forget me
I'm one of a kind
Life I live was sad
Since 11, I had people down
I tried my hardest, I'm tired of trying
My whole life was just full of lies
I'ma Ova east baby, I come from the A,we dont fuck with the West
Most of them niggas gay
We might slide through they Jects
Shout out Vizcaya Lake
Show a nigga I'm loco
Once I up this drake
Think he tall, he gon' fall
Once a nigga take his face straight
Head tap tryna do a nigga
Like he weez, leave his legs flat
If he try to get away on feet
Like where you going bitch, nigga,
I Wrote this song
Just in case a nigga go
I'm on the island
I heard sirens, deaf or jail
That's what I chose
Memories got me begging
that Lil Stevie made it home
Shit fucked up, How we lucked up
Most of the times, he quick to blow
Im traumatized, I heard my brother scream
Then drop straight on the floor
Ever since I accepted death
Don't know why I ain't smoke
Rocking riddles, praying to my killer
Hurry up, you ho
When I got robbed, niggas had my ID
Boy, Yall know my Lo
Ayy, I'm tryna change
But I'm so stuck inside my thoughts
Ayy, Free4Nicc
They got my brother in a box
I'm tryna switch, I leave the car up on locked
We posted up, Bro got G to the lock
They know what's up
When I'm riding with my 50
Justin, he can't wait to catch lil
We get to spinnin on that one block
And we gon' make it dizzy
Tryna run away, you dummy fuck
We gon' leave it dizzy
Like Ricky tryna get away
And hit him with a 60
Tripping out my mind
I aint fuckin with these bitches
Brodie said he slime
Like he throwing up a nippy
Bitch, it's nice to meet you
Nigga, I'm Lil Izzy
Ayy, I'm Lil Izzy
Nice to meet you
Im on a island i hear sirens death or jail this what I chose
Memories got me begging that
Lil Stevie made it home,
This shit fucked up
How we lucked up most of the times
he quick to blow
I'm Lil Izzy
Nice to meet you
Fuck, nigga
Yeah, I'm Emotionally Lost but im still here,
I'm still thuggin,
im keeping this bitch pushing
Most of the times
I thought I was just going to take the pussy way out, but im round and im thuggin
I'm riding this bitch
I'm thugging
I'm still going
Free4Nicc, Gangsta
Niggas have my eyes
You boy, I know I do
Ayy, ayy, ayy
After the tears dry
I've got nothing but love
I'll tell you till it's gone
I got nothing but love
I'm on a island, I hear sirens
Death or jail this what I chose, man, free4Nicc, long live stevey
This shit fucked up, how we lucked up
And most of the times, he quick to blow
I heard my brother died and dropped shit on the floor
Im from the A but i love
I ain't gon' lie, I wrote this song
Just in case a nigga go
I'm on a island, I hear sirens
Death or jail, that's what I chose
Memories got me beggin that lil
Stevie made it home
Shit fucked up how we lucked up, most the time he quick to blow
Im traumatized
I heard my brother scream, then
dropped straight on the floor
Ever since, I accepted death, don't know how I ain't smoked
Rockin' riddles, prayin' to my killer
Hurry up, you hoe when I got robbed
Niggas had my ID, boy, Yall know my lo
They could've shot me, niggas could've popped me
But they let me go, I been missin' my OG
I wish heaven had a phone
Lean back, I'm tryna beam that
Since you think you bold see that
Niggas feet fast whenever we blow
Squeeze that, tryna green that
If a nigga sco but
Baby, I know you know
Like, uh
Baby, I know you know
Like, uh
Baby, I know you know
But, like, if I was to go
I know you'll be fine
But don't forget me
I'm one of a kind
Life I live was sad
Since 11, I had people down
I tried my hardest, I'm tired of trying
My whole life was just full of lies
I'ma Ova east baby, I come from the A,we dont fuck with the West
Most of them niggas gay
We might slide through they Jects
Shout out Vizcaya Lake
Show a nigga I'm loco
Once I up this drake
Think he tall, he gon' fall
Once a nigga take his face straight
Head tap tryna do a nigga
Like he weez, leave his legs flat
If he try to get away on feet
Like where you going bitch, nigga,
I Wrote this song
Just in case a nigga go
I'm on the island
I heard sirens, deaf or jail
That's what I chose
Memories got me begging
that Lil Stevie made it home
Shit fucked up, How we lucked up
Most of the times, he quick to blow
Im traumatized, I heard my brother scream
Then drop straight on the floor
Ever since I accepted death
Don't know why I ain't smoke
Rocking riddles, praying to my killer
Hurry up, you ho
When I got robbed, niggas had my ID
Boy, Yall know my Lo
Ayy, I'm tryna change
But I'm so stuck inside my thoughts
Ayy, Free4Nicc
They got my brother in a box
I'm tryna switch, I leave the car up on locked
We posted up, Bro got G to the lock
They know what's up
When I'm riding with my 50
Justin, he can't wait to catch lil
We get to spinnin on that one block
And we gon' make it dizzy
Tryna run away, you dummy fuck
We gon' leave it dizzy
Like Ricky tryna get away
And hit him with a 60
Tripping out my mind
I aint fuckin with these bitches
Brodie said he slime
Like he throwing up a nippy
Bitch, it's nice to meet you
Nigga, I'm Lil Izzy
Ayy, I'm Lil Izzy
Nice to meet you
Im on a island i hear sirens death or jail this what I chose
Memories got me begging that
Lil Stevie made it home,
This shit fucked up
How we lucked up most of the times
he quick to blow
I'm Lil Izzy
Nice to meet you
Fuck, nigga
Yeah, I'm Emotionally Lost but im still here,
I'm still thuggin,
im keeping this bitch pushing
Most of the times
I thought I was just going to take the pussy way out, but im round and im thuggin
I'm riding this bitch
I'm thugging
I'm still going
Free4Nicc, Gangsta
Niggas have my eyes
You boy, I know I do
Ayy, ayy, ayy
After the tears dry
I've got nothing but love
Credits
Writer(s): 100k Izzy
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