Accela

Having dreams of you leaving me, dreams you don't believe in me, dreamt that I sold my soul
Woke up then I prayed to G, the shit that you scared to do, I do, damn near every noon
I make sure they got no fucking teeth for them to lie through
I ain't one to lie to, nor the one to cry to

Heard you went behind my fucking back, bitch you can die too
I heard them said, they bled, stacked up in the shed, by all means go ahead if you wanna
See them dead, I ain't got skeletons in my closet, I leave bones outside my home
Just so sensitive ass niggas, know what the fuck is going on

Ain't no role model at all, I got problems, how I solve them
Hit a fuck nigga in his dome, make sure that he ain't going home



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Writer(s): Isaiah Gibson
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