I fell out with my homie, I lost my baby girl Shit got crazy, we found out about my baby boy Shit got crazy, we found out about my baby boy, my baby boy Lord knows that I'm lonely, I never say a word I'm tryna act like I'm happy, I'm tryna fake it I'm goin' through changes You better know where you aimin' You better know where you came in You better know where I came from Sometimes I hate that I'm famous But I'm in love with this paper I'm pushin' violence, but really I just need a hug I wanna feel wanted, not taken advantage of Like, seriously, I'm wonderin', is there no love for a thug? Do anybody got a soft spot for a menacе? I know I met her at the club 'causе I put my heart in it I've been lookin' for a way out this world that I'm given I had a serious conversation with my dog L.O.E. Shimmy He said, "It's impossible to catch thirty bodies in a month" The streets done changed, shit ain't the same the way we do our killin' And dude hate me, I don't even glitch, just say, "Just smoke a blunt" I told Shimmy I can't tell, I think we goin' to hell anyways I turned a demon just recent and you was what I should just face it, ayy I ain't the person I'm put out to be The streets done changed me, it's too late, done got too far from me The fake love soured me, it chewed me up, spit me out, devoured me I'm fucked up I fell out with my homie, I lost my baby girl Shit got crazy, we found out about my baby boy Shit got crazy, we found out about my baby boy, my baby boy Lord knows that I'm lonely, I never say a word I'm tryna act like I'm happy, I'm tryna fake it I'm goin' through changes You better know where you aimin' You better know where you came in You better know where I came from Sometimes I hate that I'm famous But I'm in love with this paper
made this when it was unreleased.. official version right here - th-cam.com/video/fMf8PTnet4s/w-d-xo.html
they took it down yall gone have to settle for this one then
Can you email it ?
@@ByDiegoFlacko email me?
I'll always vibe to kodak
Kodak my brother from another mother
It’s like I’m going through a lot in life rn🙁eviction,drama negative surrounding n all
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@@ktownzoe7393 keep ya head all the way high my boy
I fell out with my homie, I lost my baby girl
Shit got crazy, we found out about my baby boy
Shit got crazy, we found out about my baby boy, my baby boy
Lord knows that I'm lonely, I never say a word
I'm tryna act like I'm happy, I'm tryna fake it
I'm goin' through changes
You better know where you aimin'
You better know where you came in
You better know where I came from
Sometimes I hate that I'm famous
But I'm in love with this paper
I'm pushin' violence, but really I just need a hug
I wanna feel wanted, not taken advantage of
Like, seriously, I'm wonderin', is there no love for a thug?
Do anybody got a soft spot for a menacе?
I know I met her at the club 'causе I put my heart in it
I've been lookin' for a way out this world that I'm given
I had a serious conversation with my dog L.O.E. Shimmy
He said, "It's impossible to catch thirty bodies in a month"
The streets done changed, shit ain't the same the way we do our killin'
And dude hate me, I don't even glitch, just say, "Just smoke a blunt"
I told Shimmy I can't tell, I think we goin' to hell anyways
I turned a demon just recent and you was what I should just face it, ayy
I ain't the person I'm put out to be
The streets done changed me, it's too late, done got too far from me
The fake love soured me, it chewed me up, spit me out, devoured me
I'm fucked up
I fell out with my homie, I lost my baby girl
Shit got crazy, we found out about my baby boy
Shit got crazy, we found out about my baby boy, my baby boy
Lord knows that I'm lonely, I never say a word
I'm tryna act like I'm happy, I'm tryna fake it
I'm goin' through changes
You better know where you aimin'
You better know where you came in
You better know where I came from
Sometimes I hate that I'm famous
But I'm in love with this paper
Yeah I’ma need to use this 🔥
Snipper 🚬🔥🔥Gang✌️✌️
Ima test this lil shit out
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