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Ayy, Lil' One hit me, say it's done, I say I owe you one Told my lil' cousin I ain't no star, he said I know you one She say she never seen real, okay, cool, I'll show you one New choppa, this brodie gun and I ain't talkin 'bout my mama son Walk up, he ain't get a chance to run Leeke was the type that ain't fall for nothing 'Cause that young nigga there was go stand for something Every other night I'm praying for something Impossible shit, like, "God, can you tell me when granny coming?" That nigga Corbin was smarter than you think My cards he playing them for me Ayy, I hear niggas talking all the time but they ain't saying nothing No, we arе not from 'round here, understand us And I bе feeling cursed, sometimes the devil fuck my plans up But you just gotta stay on your grind, lil' nigga, run your bands up Tonight I might let a fan fuck, shit, if she luck She trying to cuff, I put my hands up, shit, I don't trust it It ain't nothing, your nigga no longer with you 'cause he ain't up it Prolly scared, last time his family seen him he was dead Now, tell me why I ain't heard from you girl since last week I know when you over me, you over me, you wear them shorts that show your ass cheeks I can't let you pass me, ayy, you know I roll thoinks and this bitch gassy Better watch what you pass me He died typing, DOA, no fighting, better be the last nigga that at me SongtexteCertain shit I don't play about, so be careful 'bout what you ask me Yeah, this rap shit my passion, but it's fake as fuck and I ain't fake enough Full of haters, I guess I ain't made enough, if it's 'bout paper I guess I ain't made enough And I been taking all these downers, still can't sleep, like, it ain't late enough Plenty fishes in the sea but silly me, I'm out here chasing her Like, damn if it can't be us, ain't no other way to love She say I gotta throw away the drugs, I told her you better kill the plug Ayy, I hear niggas talking all the time but they ain't saying nothing No, we are not from 'round here, understand us And I be feeling cursed, sometimes the devil fuck my plans up But you just gotta stay on your grind, lil' nigga, run your bands up Tonight I might let a fan fuck, shit, if she luck She trying to cuff, I put my hands up, shit, I don't trust it It ain't nothing, your nigga no longer with you 'cause he ain't up it Prolly scared, last time his family seen him he was dead Aus Songtexte Mania