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If I love, I love, I love you If I love, I love, I love, I love you My little niggas come through drillin' shit You know how many times I try to talk 'em out of killin' shit? But they don't listen to me, they listen to NBA YoungBoy Say they'll never be broke again, and I love 'em, them my young boys It's Compton, nigga, where everybody got heat Even Walmart came through and stepped on the Compton swap meet We lost niggas and we found niggas We swim through rival neighborhoods until we drown, nigga And we don't need Joe Biden for crack pipes, we got 'em, nigga I know glass blowers who braid hair in the bottoms, nigga I know smokers that still alive after bad drugs I know some jakes that never made it out that bathtub I know some niggas masked up, ready to blast snubs Tryna decide between food and chronic, down to they last dub Fuck where he from, take off, don't even ask cuz I used to save niggas, now that call end with smash, blood, I'm twisted Hardest liquor in my system got me twisted Ridin' through Inglewood, Backwoods gettin' twisted 'Bout to pull up to the jungles and get twisted .30 on my lap 'cause you niggas got me twisted It's still fuck my brother and I just made up with my sister Nightmares on Elm Street, so I wake up to my pistol SongtexteIn the backyard with my oldest son He can't get the silencer on his gun, lil' nigga, you gotta twist it We don't leave the house without the hammer on Fuck it look like sayin' The Game dead on your camera phone Slow down, you gotta move in slow motion Like a plane from the ground, I seen all four oceans I run with felons, the good fellas Bulletproof umbrellas, nigga, ain't nobody tellin' And ain't nobody sellin', we don't trust you niggas Shoot shadows over the roaches, we'll crush you niggas Step over niggas, like A.I. do You'll be lookin' up at cornrows like Tyronn Lue We send bitches to your section just to spy on you Ring camera on the text, I got my eye on you We don't switch sets, never have, never will Certified gangstas, nigga, bandanas is Dipset Killa Cali, nigga, lil' Uzis, big sweats Triads, eses, Bloods and them Crip sets, twisted Hardest liquor in my system got me twisted Ridin' through Inglewood, Backwoods gettin' twisted 'Bout to pull up to the jungles and get twisted .30 on my lap 'cause you niggas got me twisted It's still fuck my brother and I just made up with my sister (If I love, I love, I love you) Nightmares on Elm Street, so I wake up to my pistol In the backyard with my oldest son (If I love, I love, I love, I love you) He can't get the silencer on his gun, lil' nigga, you gotta twist it If I love, I love, I love you If I love, I love, I love, I love you If I love, I love, I love you If I love, I love, I love, I love you Aus Songtexte Mania