paroles de chanson 4:06 am - CT Finesse
406
am
Why
we
always
praise
the
trap
cus
that's
always
Wher
we
at
That's
Wher
I
found
my
heart
an
soul
why
we
always
feel
attached
See
we'll
hug
the
block
for
love
but
that
bitch
don't
love
ya
back
The
game
the
same
but
players
change
you
can
Die
jus
for
a
stack
I
been
shedding
bloody
tears
But
I'm
facin
all
my
fears
My
brother
locked
up
in
that
cell
but
I
ain
talked
to
em
in
years
My
oldest
brother
walk
wit
demons
but
our
relationship
secured
My
mama
son
moved
to
Atlanta
he
the
one
keep
up
my
spirit
Told
hot
rod
jus
keep
the
faith
my
nigga
know
I'm
on
the
way
My
baby
sister
den
got
pregnant
I
pray
for
a
healthy
baby
My
big
sister
off
the
bricks
was
Facin
life
that
shit
was
crazy
Tell
the
twins
twins
I
lovem
daily
jus
stay
down
an
get
the
paper
My
lil
daughter
daddy
baby
Cus
of
you
I'm
never
lazy
Give
u
the
world
or
I
die
Tryin
I'm
forever
dedicated
put
the
weed
down
for
a
second
Change
my
thoughts
and
meditation
put
my
heart
up
in
a
box
and
Sent
that
bitch
on
a
vacation
You
can't
ride
up
on
my
wave
or
watch
my
channel
change
the
station
I
know
I
ain't
for
erbody
hatin
on
me
ain
nuthin
major
No
I
ain
for
everybody
hatin
on
Me
ain
nothin
major
They
gone
watch
how
I
evolve
I
'm
jus
goin
through
some
Phases
But
this
the
get
back
That
shit
that
get
u
killed
or
wit
a
shit
bag
If
I
talk
it
I
can
walk
coordinating
My
shit
ain't
mis
match
An
I
hear
them
pussy
whispers
speak
up
on
it
wit
yo
bitch
ass
Had
so
many
niggas
turn
I
watch
my
Back
damn
near
got
whip
lash
Ion
care
to
share
yo
songs
cus
I
ain
Like
it
shit
was
pure
trash
Niggas
couldn't
Eemm
walk
a
mile
Off
in
my
shoes
u
woulda
been
crashed
He
ain
know
I
was
gone
put
it
All
together
found
out
to
fast
Wen
I
shoot
to
score
Ima
leave
It
on
the
floor
I
jus
couldn't
pass
Sold
it
pound
for
pound
Good
weed
be
makin
that
noise
In
other
words
it's
loud
Go
pound
for
pound
I'll
knock
some
Shit
over
don't
get
caught
outta
bounds
I
sniff
em
out
they
smellin
like
pussy
I'm
like
a
bloody
hound
Call
the
blick
my
baby
mama
Why
this
bitch
gone
get
around
Oh
u
think
I
do
to
much
well
Shid
tell
me
wat
u
thinkin
now
Can't
grab
the
phone
an
call
hero
no
moe
That's
all
I
think
about
No
checking
be
player
stay
patient
sit
back
an
u
peep
the
routes
Scope
his
page
he
movin
to
Sloppy
his
move
gone
be
announced
Them
bitches
dead
dead
heard
wat
I
said
said
I'm
seein
red
red
Pulled
out
that
yea
yea
An
fill
em
wit
lead
lead
I'm
trynna
split
Medulas
splill
Noodles
we
aim
for
head
heads
To
proper
big
shotta
big
oppa...
Knocked
out
his
dread
dreads
Pussy
boys
ain't
ready
for
me
If
it's
up
jus
press
the
button
Just
the
intro
to
my
tape
bet
they
feel
that
pressure
comin
Wen
they
see
me
they
feel
u
u
knowI'm
forever
thuggin
Get
at
me
I
get
at
yu
u
know
I
ain
Neva
runnin
If
I
said
it
I
den
done
it
need
My
flowers
by
the
bundle
That
lil
nigga
on
to
something
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