paroles de chanson Dyin 2 Live " Edot Baby Tribute " - Blockwork

I am a Lost Boy from Neverland (like grah)
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan (word to mother bro, like, gang)
And when we're bored we play in the woods
(Nigga fucked me up, bro
You done turned me into a different nigga, like)
Always on the run from Captain Hook (grah)
"Run, run Lost Boy," they say to me

(I still can't even believe this shit bro
Late night, nigga can't sleep, can't eat)
Away from all of reality (niggas don't feel my pain)
Grah, grah, grah
Feel like goin', suicide
Think I'm trippin', I don't wanna die

Boy, I love you, I don't gotta lie
Got me asking, "Like, Dotty, just why?"
Why did you do that shit? Why did you go?
I wanna ask you myself since nobody know
Fuck the beef, I bе missin' the bros
Like, why did we change on each other?

Word to Notti, I'm missin' my brothers
Like, grah, like, grah
They don't know what happened in that cab
Fuck it, all they be saying is cap
For the gang, I let it blast
I ain't have shit, still gave you my last
Like, you my brother, that shit in the past

They like, "Why you be talkin' like that?"
How the fuck you say I'm a shh?
Big slime, I get 'em wacked
Back-door what? Nigga, I get you clapped
That's a fact, push up on me and you ain't comin' back
Bro in the spot and he droppin' the Hat

She a thot, she let me smash
Like, damn, where the fuck you was at? Like
Feel like goin', suicide
Think I'm trippin', I don't wanna die
Boy, I love you, I don't gotta lie
Got me asking, "Like, Dotty, just why?"
Why did you do that shit? Why did you go?
I wanna ask you myself since nobody knows

Fuck the beef, I be missin' the bros
Like, why did we change on each other?
Word to Notti, I'm missin' my brothers
Like, grrah, like, grrah
No cap, niggas weird, they be changing for clout
Nigga, I let you sleep in my house

That's ya bitch? Put the dick in her mouth
Eight fast car when I'm takin' that route
Go get some money, you a sus'
Get the bag and I'm breakin' it down
Shout-out Ray, he ain't change, he was always around
Too official, he not like the rest
Cuban link, that's on my chest

I'm a stomper, I don't really step
Bitch, I'm ballin', I feel like a Vet'
Bitch, I'm 'bout to go hop on a Jet
Boy, you pussy, you diss on the 'net
You ain't jackin' me? Aight, bet
I got the Bentley, I don't gotta flex
When I did, niggas start to move funny

You was my mans, how we beefin' for money?
We 'posed to get it together
Fuck it, spin on a bike, or a Revel
He a demon, send him to the devil
You not my opp, nigga, I never met you
Like, grrah, like, yeah

Like, E wit' the Dot, what the fuck?
Seen a post, couldn't sleep, had me up
This shit hurt me, I don't even know
One thing I know, I'ma throw up the O
I seen you winning, I seen you go
I was there when you was low
I lost Brodie, got me movin' slow

I don't wanna pop no percs no mo', grah
Niggas lookin', what you did, like?
Yeah, you fucked up the hood, we ain't feelin' alright
They kept it real in the dark, and they put the fake in the light
Late night, askin' God, "Is it right?"
We use to fight 'cause I ain't wanna see bro lose no fight
Like, damn, like, damn, grah, grah

Feel like goin', suicide
Think I'm trippin', I don't wanna die
Boy, I love you, I don't gotta lie
Got me asking, "Like, Dotty, just why?"
Why did you do that shit? Why did you go?
I wanna ask you myself since nobody knows
Fuck the beef, I be missin' the bros

Like, why did we change on each other?
Word to Notti, I'm missin' my brothers
It's that shit that I can't even stand
I lost Notti, this shit feelin' bad
I do what I want and you do what you can
In my feelings, I get in my bag

No more dissin', it's time to talk facts
Time to show these niggas I can rap
Don't tell me you love me, I know that shit cap
Ridin' 'round town wit' the gun on my body
E4E and I'm ballin' for Dotty
Talk on bro, you get hit wit' a shotty
And no, I ain't forget about Notti

You was only 14, had big dreams
For a young nigga, you was solid, like
Feelin' down, like, I wanna fall
Where the za'? I need some more
I'm 'bout to speak, like, I'm on tour
She said that she love me, that bitch is a whore
Late night, reminiscin' them days

I remember the first time you got up on stage
And, no, I'm not okay
Phone on D&D, I do not play
Fuck the rumors, they say what say
Like, damn, like, damn
You was my brother, no fake
See what you tatted, just wait

Like, grah, why you put all of this shit on my plate?
Like, grah
Feel like goin', suicide
Think I'm trippin', I don't wanna die
Boy, I love you, I don't gotta lie
Got me asking, "Like, Dotty, just why?"
Why did you do that shit? Why did you go?
I wanna ask you myself since nobody knows

Fuck the beef, I be missin' the bros
Like, why did we change on each other?
Word to Notti, I'm missin' my brothers
Like, grah

Ahh
Rrah-rrah
Grah-grah