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Need to slow down on them drugs that shit fucks with my ego
Broski flying all em birds but he ain't been to Heathrow
My Broski he come from the trenches
So it's murder he wrote
This bitch she told me that she love me
So it's lies that she told
I told her that I love her just to help her ego
Never had a birthday cake
Getting money worstest way
Told my brother roll with me
We gone grind for them better days
Southside niggas pushing weight
We call it heavyweight
I'm in the stu right now with the vibes, Shaks by my side
02 baby got my 03s by my side
Told my mum don't worry baby boy gone be alright
Know hes gone be alright
Know he gone be alright
Sit up, young nigga keep your chin up
Stuck up in the south I'm trynna see a bigger picture
My heart so cold I think my chest got a blister
I'm so use to bad hoes I make most of em my sister
Need to slow down on them drugs that shit fucks with my ego
Broski flying all em birds but he ain't been to Heathrow
My Broski he come from the trenches
So its murder he wrote
This bitch she told me that she love me
So it's lies that she told
I told her that I love her just to help her ego
Never had a birthday cake
Getting money worstest way
Told my brother roll with me
We gone grind for them better days
Southside niggas pushing weight
We call it heavyweight
They robbed that n*gga and it failed
Bet they won't do that again
I'm from where if they cannot find you then they shoot at your friends
Fuck what bro done
Just know he'll do it again
I got some things up on my mind and it ain't right that you left
I got my heart up on my sleeve when it was made for my chest
My dawg so cold I think he needing a vet
And it's so obbo outside but I'm in need of a check
Baby buss down and I don't mean a Patek
Need to slow down on them drugs that shit fucks with my ego
Broski flying all em birds but he ain't been to Heathrow
My Broski he come from the trenches
So it's murder he wrote
This bitch she told me that she love me
So it's lies that she told
I told her that I love her just to help her ego
Never had a birthday cake
Getting money worstest way
Told my brother roll with me
We gone grind for them better days
Southside niggas pushing weight
We call it heavyweight
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