Lyrics Don't Leave 2 - El8ch

Steve a ghetto Angel he protect from these demons
I can tell you lying yo body language what I'm reading
Put a cage around my heart it can't get broke I'm playing defense
My tears ah fill a ocean but I can't let you see it
If you love me then why you leaving
For your love I was feening
I might just give you my semen no reason at all
My love got weak service will you answers my calls
Answer the call for my dawg if he locked behind them walls
And she don't understand
Ion want her I want her jaws or her drawls I'm just saying
I'm that nigga it ain't no bitch in me I ain't no trans
One life one chance
Oouuuuuu
Us separating wasn't Part of the plan
Glock in my hand
Guitar on back I'm finna rock like a band

Momma if I die ima die with a Glock in my hand
Momma if I die it prolly was one of my friends
They the ones can get to me
I'm black hearted you can have a gps you still can't get to me
My only enemy is my inner me
They wearing gloves Ion think they really feeling me
Ion wanna hang with you if you ain't kin of me
If you ain't family don't even try to hit at me
Cause I won't answer
You can't come inside this picture you get cropped this ain't yo camera
I told bro slow down on toting on them sticks for get cancer
He said na he like bob he was built to keep a hammer
And free tay out that slamma
I can't say free man
Before I ask for handouts I rather cut off my hand
And I'll cut my legs off before I ever take a stand
If my dawg get caught he bet not talk like Stan
Ask around here they'll tell you ion got friends
Cause that love and hate gon blend then friends come to a end
Black heart but I got feelings I hope they leave with the wind
The score up but you lost yo mans sometimes you gotta lose to win
Mob ties
I told lil swerv he ion need laces we mob tied
I told moose don't change his wheels cause we got mob tires
Me and cat put on a suit we had on mob ties
I'll rather lose then have a draw cause I got mob ties
Poppa toting on some shit that's dog size
He play he get turnt to a small fry

Steve a ghetto Angel he protect from these demons
You can tell I'm lying my body language what you reading
Put a cage around yo heart it can't get broke you playing defense
Yours tears ah fill a ocean but you won't let me see it
If I love you then why im leaving
For your love i was feening
You might just give me yo cleavage no reason at all
Your love got weak service will i answer yo calls
Answer the call for my dawg if he locked behind that wall
And I don't understand she ion want me she want inside of my pants
I'm just saying
She that bitch
It ain't no nigga inside her she ain't no trans
One life one chance
Us separating wasn't Part of the plan
Glock in my hand guitar on back I'm finna rock like a band
Don't leave!