Lil Ram - Feel the Same Way paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Feel the Same Way - Lil Ram



Mhmm-Mhmm
The Baby Goat
Aka Lil Ram Pussy
Mhmm-mhmmm
Bitch I then came from the darkest of the trenches
Left my heart inside the trenches
And I still feel the same way,
They steady asking how we dying and we living?
Lose our mind from the killing and we still feel the same way
Make one call them killers get you
I don't move a muscle
This bitch she bad, but I can't trust her
I don't want fuck her
Don't tell me lies bitch I'm man
I'll rather hear truth
Bitch I can't understand how I'm cold
And I ain't hit the booth
Davo and Twano steady saying- "gone and bless that bitch"
Don't sit up mad up about that bitch
You should've gone and left that bitch
The broken gutta, it turn kids into lost souls
The government gone sit and watch us die, ain't gone help us grow
Let's play a game (Mhmm)
Big bank take little bank
Let's watch it rain
Smoke one ease what we thank
I need some drank, the muddiest darkest shit
To drown my pain
Don't wish for fame, cause all the toxic shit
Gone kill your brain
You miss your dawg, but you can't do shit
Pray you get him back
Remember all the times
They loved me, shouldn't said it back
Got a list of people who then turned on me
I'm keeping track, cause in the end when I get rich
Bitch I'm gone turn my fucking back
(Mhhmmm) Bitch I just wanna ball
Twenty-four out this clip
Name this bitch Kobe, shooters shoot for all
Stand over that boy, we name him lumber
How he fucking fall
Bitch I ain't gotta all, so if you play your body gone dissolve
Don't need no love that shit don't show
These hoes don't keep they word
She got a nigga asking for money
That bitch some nerve
How you the plug? You want some money, and you miss your served
Taking my time I know if I don't quit, I get what I deserve
I feel like you
You feel like me, so bitch we feel the same
They always thinking when they leave
That shit don't bring me pain
Who am I to change?
When they person always playing games
No I can't switch gears
The same person staying in they lane
Need a Richard Millie for all the time
I feel like wasted on bitch
You giving time for what you love, but feel your purpose don't exist
They say that love is like drug and
If it's true it make you sick
Don't overdose off someone love
Cause can't no doctor help that shit
Bitch I then came from the darkest of the trenches
Left my heart inside the trenches
And I still feel the same way,
They steady asking how we dying or we living?
Lose our mind from the killing and we still feel the same way
Still feel the same way
Still feel the same way
If you feeling how I feel
And we feel how feeling
How we feel
Then we still feel the same way



Writer(s): Roosevelt Henderson



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