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Like girl, you know that I try And girl, I don't want you to leave
Cause when we text, it's hard to say bye I know you spoke on my bro
But when we catch, he don't got no fye But Long live my bro
I'm just hoping one day I won't cry I sat there and gave it a shot

Like nigga, we right at your neck And I had to do some shit in my life
Whole time, I'm tryna regret I known you Since we was young
So I'm tryna see what you got like that
And niggas tryna be gangsta
Whole time, I'm just tryna catch me a check But nigga, I'm him for real

Whole time, I'm popping these pills And I've been going numb
Ain't got no heart, ain't nothing I feel And i wont tell the girl, no so
if i dont text back, you know whats the deal And these hoes be going for anything
Whole time, I'm just keeping it real In the A gotta watch your back

Better watch your close partner Cause they're the ones that come out to be a rat
And he was dissin on the dead so when i catch em boom, hit his back
I told her it's the last chance After this time, I ain't coming back
Now why would you leave for a broke nigga When you know I'm the one having a racks

I'm the only one having these racks
I had went to the bank and I took out a 20 ball Bet that I get this shit back
Yeah, these hoes be out on my dick I swear they be fucking in the Cadillac
And if you're saying up inside the A Better keep it pole, watch your fucking back

Cause niggas out here really envy I swear that these niggas, will slime for a check
None of my niggas will slide for that check They do it for fun
I got a button on this new 5 Gen 5 On God dat boy finna run
Long live the gang the ones who done fell, Niggas be envy the want me to fail

Niggas be posting their guns but not, having money u gangster your ass not a player
I got a Gucci, Louis, Givenchy The Prada, lil' nigga, I'm buying it all
caught that boy down bad in Atlanta at
5 a.m., his brain on the wall 7-0, 4-5, 20, that shit be the gang

For them niggas, I'm standing tall Pull up with four, five glocks
I ain't going for nun, that's strange Nigga, not at all
Like girl, you know that I try And girl, I don't want you to leave
Cause when we text, it's hard to say bye I know you spoke on my bro
But when we catch, we don't got no fye But Long live my bro
I'm just hoping one day I won't cry I sat there and gave it a shot

Like nigga, we right at your neck And I had to do some shit in my life
Whole time, I'm tryna regret I known you Since we was young
So I'm tryna see what you got like that
And niggas tryna be gangsta
Whole time, I'm just tryna catch me a check But nigga, I'm him for real

Whole time, I'm popping these pills And I've been going numb
Ain't got no heart, ain't nothing I feel And i wont tell the girl, no so
if i dont text back, you know whats the deal And these hoes be going for anything
Whole time, I'm just keeping it real



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Writer(s): B Baby
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