Desert Eagle
I remember when you told me I would never be nothing
I still told you I would make it now you know I wasn't bluffing
Now you know that I'm the one you love me all of a sudden
Now you know that I'm the one you keep begging me to cuff it
She keep begging me I love it
She keep threatening me I love it
Keep a 30 in my stomach
If you up it ima up it
I don't give a single fuck ima let it fly in public
Get rich or die trying so I'm dying for my money yuh
30,000 feet up on a jet above the clouds
I miss my grandparents I wish they could see me now
I do this shit for money I don't do this shit for clout
I was raised by OG's and them gangstas in the town
Free all my dawgs locked up in the pound
Put money on they books but I can't get them out
That's one of many reasons why I stay faded out
All my haters in the bleachers while I fight like Pacquiao
Where ya ass was at when I was sleeping on the ground on the floor
Get the fuck up out my face cus I don't know you anymore
I just copped a Jesus Piece and I put diamonds on my gold
Shawty told me that she loves me I told shawty that it's slow
Ima product of the code ima product of the block block
But I'm also Romeo never fall in love with thot thots
Told them see y'all later but I can't find them at the top top
She knows I won't save her but she still sucking on my
Babygirl I'm sorry I don't wanna save you
I'm too busy taking risks in the field
(Now you know)
And I gotta keep my grip concealed
(Now you know)
I smoke on this dope till I can't feel anymore
They pass me the rock cus they know ima score
Balling like I'm Kobe I'm the closer in the fourth
Watch the pot bubble see the studs now we good to go
She looking for trouble that's why she love me the most
Money over bitches that's the way I gotta think now
For my dead homies ima always pour my drink out
Fucked her in the shower and we fucking on the sink now
Love my Jesus Piece but I want a Cuban link now
How the fuck we homies man you don't even know me
Where ya ass was at when I was broke and I was lonely
I ran up the racks and I did it on my dole
I can't buy the time back but I could buy a Rolex
I could buy a lotta things but I don't wanna buy your love
You lied about a lotta things so I left you in the dust
I got issues with my trust I could feel it in my gut
I just popped another pill just so I could feel a buzz
I just popped another pill just so I could feel something
Married to the game but I never bought a wedding ring
Keep a Desert Eagle you don't wanna hear it sing
I still told you I would make it now you know I wasn't bluffing
Now you know that I'm the one you love me all of a sudden
Now you know that I'm the one you keep begging me to cuff it
She keep begging me I love it
She keep threatening me I love it
Keep a 30 in my stomach
If you up it ima up it
I don't give a single fuck ima let it fly in public
Get rich or die trying so I'm dying for my money yuh
30,000 feet up on a jet above the clouds
I miss my grandparents I wish they could see me now
I do this shit for money I don't do this shit for clout
I was raised by OG's and them gangstas in the town
Free all my dawgs locked up in the pound
Put money on they books but I can't get them out
That's one of many reasons why I stay faded out
All my haters in the bleachers while I fight like Pacquiao
Where ya ass was at when I was sleeping on the ground on the floor
Get the fuck up out my face cus I don't know you anymore
I just copped a Jesus Piece and I put diamonds on my gold
Shawty told me that she loves me I told shawty that it's slow
Ima product of the code ima product of the block block
But I'm also Romeo never fall in love with thot thots
Told them see y'all later but I can't find them at the top top
She knows I won't save her but she still sucking on my
Babygirl I'm sorry I don't wanna save you
I'm too busy taking risks in the field
(Now you know)
And I gotta keep my grip concealed
(Now you know)
I smoke on this dope till I can't feel anymore
They pass me the rock cus they know ima score
Balling like I'm Kobe I'm the closer in the fourth
Watch the pot bubble see the studs now we good to go
She looking for trouble that's why she love me the most
Money over bitches that's the way I gotta think now
For my dead homies ima always pour my drink out
Fucked her in the shower and we fucking on the sink now
Love my Jesus Piece but I want a Cuban link now
How the fuck we homies man you don't even know me
Where ya ass was at when I was broke and I was lonely
I ran up the racks and I did it on my dole
I can't buy the time back but I could buy a Rolex
I could buy a lotta things but I don't wanna buy your love
You lied about a lotta things so I left you in the dust
I got issues with my trust I could feel it in my gut
I just popped another pill just so I could feel a buzz
I just popped another pill just so I could feel something
Married to the game but I never bought a wedding ring
Keep a Desert Eagle you don't wanna hear it sing
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Djambazov
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.